A Graduation Gift

Whitney looked sad and frustrated. What Cassandra said even gave her more pain.

"I know why Courtney is acting like this. It is because of that man. He left Courtney and no one knows where he is now. I can't seem to find him no matter how hard I tried," she said.

Whitney furrowed her brows and looked at Courtney who was picking out clothes from her closet happily. Tears filled her eyes.

"Considering Courtney's mental state, how can I leave her? I can't afford to try to find the guy myself. Someone has to stay with Courtney. Also, that man hurt her. I don't know what will happen to her if he comes back in her life again. What if she goes out of control? I can't afford to lose my only daughter.

I don't expect her to fully recover. All I want is that she becomes capable of living her life without trying to hurt herself again,"

Whitney sighed. She became even more sorrowful as she looked at her daughter.

Cassandra followed her gaze. The sunshine lit the room beautifully. Under the warm sunlight, Courtney looked young and beautiful.

It could have been a very wonderful sight to see a girl picking out dresses for her date so happily on a warm afternoon, thinking about the love of her life.

Courtney, who indulged herself in her memory, must be very happy now.

"Sometimes, she acts like this, happily dreaming about the man. But after a few moments, she will suddenly return to the present and go back to her cold, indifferent self," Whitney explained.

It was difficult to watch her. Whitney looked at the ceiling to keep her tears from falling.

"Why don't you stay for a few more days in Norway, Cassandra, since you seldom come here? I have a lot of guest rooms. You can pick whichever you like. Remember to lock the door before you go to sleep so Courtney won't startle you. Please think about it," Whitney offered. "Anyway, I have a meeting with a securities agent. I should go now."

Whitney ended and left, leaving Cassandra with Courtney.

Cassandra went into deep thought.

"Pink, no. I wore pink last time,"

Courtney muttered to herself as she threw the pink dress away. Pouting, she looked like a three-year-old little girl.

"Black, no. He doesn't like me in black,"

she whispered as she threw away another batch of clothes.

"Purple? He thinks I look old in purple. No purple!"

Courtney still couldn't choose what to wear.

Cassandra walked over to her.

"Courtney, what does he like?"

she asked, being observant of Courtney's facial expression.

smile on her face disappeared

as suddenly as it

confused. It was as if she turned into a different person in

"He...doesn't like me,"

low and miserable. It was almost like a whisper. Cassandra's

didn't exactly answer her question about the clothes, her response told Cassandra how much Courtney

does he

to know more information.

furrowed her brows. Her

like me because I can't do the things he wants

tears in her eyes. She looked very

Courtney more questions. She

okay, Courtney. You're just tired. Come here.

to the closet, helped her put back the

feel tired after her busy morning picking

it would have freaked her out to see a stranger

I have never seen you

she looked at Cassandra up and down.

name is Cassandra Qin,"

that Courtney must have already forgotten her, so she explained to her patiently.

back her smile. Instead,

felt as if Courtney was

stood up.

tired and I need to have some rest. Please leave my bedroom,"

mouth but

might have returned to the person she used to be.

so calm, Cassandra breathed a sigh of relief.

walked out and closed

Whitney working on

Cassandra, I'm quite busy with some stuff. Unfortunately, I don't have time to

said to Cassandra apologetically when she saw

market data

right, Auntie. I can walk around by myself. The air in Norway is so fresh, much better than my hometown. I would like to get some

giving a gentle smile to Whitney, and went for a walk

from it was a forest. Blue sky, white cloud, green forest

how silly and naive she was. What made her think that

very wealthy seeing

could lose from

really care how

of person who could easily be persuaded to change her mind. Her daughter, Courtney, might be the only person who could do that.