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.

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

glanced at my watch and grew anxious as the time

and stopped in front of me, letting out

frowned, gazing curiously at the car before me.

waited for a cab. At that moment, someone lowered the car window

there was a

When I saw his handsome face, my eyes widened in

I didn’t call to inform him that

responded awkwardly after keeping quiet for a

I ask you to

door and got out of his car while walking toward me. He looked solemn in

was so flustered that I did not know how to reply to such

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

earlier, but I was afraid that you were busy, so I didn’t

at me with his piercing eyes. For some reason, I had a

he responded coldly, “Is this your

could hear the icy tone in

my head and did not dare to look

Michael frowned and glared

thought he would be further

driving this car before. After getting into his car, I glanced around curiously.

never understand the rich. A car is just a means of transportation. Why in the world do they need so many of them?

grew tense with the awkward silence. I looked out the window, wondering if I should find a topic of

not even say a word when I stared at his cold and impassive face. I

topic, Michael broke the silence and asked, “Why did you come back earlier? Didn’t you say you would come back at

voice was

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