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.

The smile

eyes turned gloomy. Just as suddenly

was as if she turned into

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

was happy and cheery a few seconds ago was now low and miserable. It was almost like

answer her question about the clothes, her response told Cassandra how much Courtney cared about the man and how

does he

hoping to know more

furrowed her brows. Her

the things

tears in her eyes. She looked very upset.

knew that she had to stop asking Courtney more questions. She didn't want her to suffer from

just tired. Come here. I'm with you.

gently. She walked to the closet, helped her

after her busy morning picking out clothes.

because she was sick. In normal circumstances, it would have freaked her out to see a stranger in the house.

your name? I have never seen you before,"

looked at Cassandra up and down.

name is Cassandra Qin,"

already forgotten her, so

Courtney seemed to hold back her smile. Instead, she looked at Cassandra coldly.

felt as if

stood up.

need to have some rest. Please leave my bedroom," she said

her mouth

to the

sigh of

out and closed the door quietly.

went downstairs and saw Whitney

some stuff. Unfortunately, I don't have time to show you

apologetically when she

amount of market data

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

to Whitney, and went for a walk

from it was a forest. Blue sky, white cloud, green forest and grassy meadow. It was a breathtaking view. Still, Cassandra

to Norway and met Whitney, Cassandra realized how silly and naive she was. What made her

was very wealthy seeing that the President of the company handled her case

from her 20% shares in Qin Group

Whitney would not really care how

to change her mind. Her daughter, Courtney, might be the only person who could