GoodReadDorothy felt like her mind was a mess, as if it had been stirred into a muddy puddle, unable to think about anything.
She stumbled out of the hospital, her legs swollen from standing all night, aching as if they were filled with lead.
Unable to walk any further, she saw a breakfast shop open nearby. She walked in, ordered something randomly, and sat down to take a breather.
The shop owner, a woman, went over to her with fried eggs and milk and was taken aback when she saw Dorothy's condition.
"Good Lord, girl, what happened to your face? You're bleeding! You have to clean that up!" She hurriedly went back to get some medicine and iodine for Dorothy.
Only then did Dorothy use her phone's front camera to look at the wound on her cheek.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtIt was quite a sight.
Heather's nails had scratched the skin near her eye, and perhaps because she had been frowning, it had reopened and started bleeding again.
She thought, her left cheek must have pissed off some deity to get hit twice like that.
"Ouch. Doesn't that hurt? And you're laughing!" The shop owner was kind-hearted and continued to help her clean and disinfect the wound.
Despite the obvious pain, Dorothy had started laughing for some reason.
The shop owner wondered if there was something wrong with that beautiful girl's brain.
"Thank you, | can handle it," Dorothy took the medicine from her hand, her gaze falling on the fried eggs and milk on the table.
Everett always liked to have them for breakfast.
She must have ordered them unconsciously.
Habits are indeed a scary thing.
She didn't eat, nor did she continue to medicate her wound. She just sat quietly for a while, then placed the payment for the breakfast and iodine on the table before leaving.
Dorothy hailed a cab back to Bay Residence.
After all, all her clothes and luggage were there. Even if she were to terminate the contract with Everett, she would have had to pack up first.
As she pushed open the door with her passcode, the first thing she saw was rose petals scattered all over the floor! Following the trail, Dorothy was stunned to see the number formed by countless fresh, red strawberries in the living room! [0825] Everett was truly romantic.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmSo, that was why he didn't want her to return to Bay Residence before ten. He was planning a surprise for Heather! She knew Everett was meticulous and didn't like others entering his house, so he must have arranged all that himself.
Knowing that, Dorothy felt like the ugly duckling.
She was the joke in the middle of the prince and princess's love story! In fairy tales, the ugly duckling eventually turns into a beautiful swan. But what about her? From a young age, almost every step she took was forced by life, forcing her to make countless choices she didn't want to make.
For money, she had to give up better schools.
For money, she had to do countless exhausting jobs.
For money, she had to sign that ridiculous contract with Everett.
Then there was Heather, who could earn figures that Dorothy couldn't even dream of just by casually taking a case! Dorothy had to constantly remind herself of her place, not to fantasize, not to be self-centered, and not to have thoughts that she shouldn't have.
She squatted down, hugging herself as she began to sob quietly.
It turned out that there really were different classes of people. And they were all at heights she could never reach! So, having feelings for Everett was a sin.
The spacious living room suddenly felt cold. A sense of helplessness and loss swept over her like a tidal wave, but that time, there was no Everett to pick her up and say, "Don't be afraid. It's me."
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