I remained silent and did not feel like talking.

Without saying a word, I packed my stuff and left home.

 

While sitting on the bus and thinking about how my parents treated me, I was deeply upset. The way they treated Steven was worlds apart from the way I was treated. I’m not a saint and can’t tolerate such unfairness!

They are the people closest to me in the world and my everything, but they only care about Steven. Though I’m their daughter, there’s no place in their heart for me!

I was staring out at the scenery flashing past the window with a heavy heart. My eyes reddened, but I tried to keep the tears from falling as I comforted myself.

 

After so many years, I should’ve gotten used to it, shouldn’t I? So I shouldn’t be sad!

After a few hours of bumpy journey, I finally arrived at the bus terminal. I got off the bus and looked at the crowded terminal. Being alone in the crowd gave me a sense of loneliness.

I had been working in this city for so many years in order to provide my parents a better life. Yet, no matter how hard I worked to support my family, they still did not appreciate me.

 

Feeling depressed, I decided to walk home by myself instead of calling Michael.

Though Birchwood was far away from the bus terminal, I just wanted to be alone.

 

After a long walk with my suitcase, I couldn’t feel my feet at all. Totally drained of energy, I was extremely worn out.

by the roadside and wanted to hail a cab. Unfortunately, all the cabs were occupied, and I failed to get one

at my watch and grew

Rolls-Royce approached and stopped in front of me, letting

me. Who’s

suitcase as I waited for a cab.

He furrowed his defined brows slightly, and there was

my heart trembled upon hearing that familiar voice. When I saw

to inform him that I had arrived, did

responded awkwardly

you come back so early? Didn’t I ask you to

of his car while walking toward me. He looked solemn in his pure black

I did not know how to reply to such

not forget about calling him; I refused to do so instead. Since I was in

afraid that you were busy, so I

straight at me with his piercing eyes. For some reason, I had a feeling he could always

that, he responded coldly, “Is this your

the icy tone in his

my head and did not dare to look him in

Michael frowned and glared at

I thought he would

into his car, I glanced around curiously. Wow, it’s so spacious and comfortable in here! Just how many cars

A car is just a means of transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of

in the car, both of us kept mum. The atmosphere grew tense with the awkward silence. I looked out the window, wondering if

cold and impassive face. I always felt that

“Why did you come

was

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