All Chapters of The Running Commentary That Fueled My Comeback: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

"Penelope, why are you zoning out? Hurry up and bring the bucket over. I can't carry it myself!"Henry McGregor was my childhood sweetheart of 18 years.He stood about 30 feet away, holding two heavy bags of potatoes.The flood of messages kept bombarding my vision.[My poor heroine, please, don't touch that bucket!][Run! Your face is identical to Mrs. Wright's. If it's ruined, you'll never be able to return home!]My legs trembled as I slowly took a step back.Henry called out to me twice more. When he noticed I wasn't moving, he took a couple of steps forward."Penelope, what's going on in your head?"Glancing away from the bucket, I asked, "Henry, I heard Mr. Victor Wright is here to give a speech today. He found his long-lost daughter a few years ago, didn't he?"Henry's eyes widened, but he quickly masked his surprise with a shrug."How would I know about the affairs of rich people?"But if we don't finish the job, we won't get paid today."He kept urging me, but I s

Just as the three of them stepped off the stage, I bit down hard on Henry's fingers. The moment his grip loosened, I dashed toward the backstage area.[Go! Let your mother get a good look at you!]Fueled by the onslaught of comments, I pushed myself to run faster.It hit me suddenly that the world I had been living in was shaped by the narrative of the true heiress and the imposter.Today, I was meant to be drenched in boiling soup by Henry and sent to the hospital.Later, I would cross paths with Ursula and discover we looked alike. But Clara would spin her version of the story with a few lies, and Ursula wouldn't trust me for a second.Henry would even go as far as showing her a photo of someone else, insisting it was me.As a result, Ursula would come to despise me for "lying". She would stop funding my hospital bills and cut me off completely.As I endured countless skin graft surgeries, Henry would openly flaunt his affection for Clara and even secure a position in the Wri

The moment I spoke, Victor and Ursula's disappointment only deepened.Henry and Clara both lifted their chins, smug smiles playing on their lips."Penelope, I understand why you're so stubborn about this. The Wright family's fortune is unmatched, after all."But have you forgotten that Mr. Wright has been a powerhouse in the business world for years? Do you really think he wouldn't have considered a DNA test?"It's exactly because they've already done one that Mr. Wright was able to confirm Clara is their daughter."I saw the mockery shining in Henry's eyes. Just as I was about to retort, the memory of that lake trip three years ago crashed into my mind.When my phone slipped beneath the water, Henry had immediately jumped in to grab it. Panicking, I dove in after him.We were later taken to the hospital for examinations. In a haze, I sensed them yanking handfuls of my hair and collecting more than a dozen blood samples.[Damn, those bastards covered all their tracks perfectly!

The whole day had passed, yet that bucket of soup remained steaming hot.I couldn't bear to imagine the pain if it had all been poured over me.Ursula gripped my hand tightly, as if afraid I might disappear again.Victor sat in the front passenger seat. He let out a heavy sigh before beginning to explain what happened after I was kidnapped.It turned out the person who took me was no stranger—it was my nanny.At first, she intended to hold me for ransom. But when she ran into a police patrol on the road, she panicked and sold me instead.Victor and Ursula searched tirelessly across the country to track down the nanny.But by the time they finally found her, dementia had claimed her mind. She couldn't remember who she'd sold me to.All they could do was keep looking.For more than ten years, they never gave up hope of finding me.They scoured countless orphanages, but there were just too many spread out across the country.With my last name and birthday changed, I had become

"This kick is for all the times you tried to trick me into going to a hotel!"Over the five years we'd been together, Henry had tried more than once to get me to go with him to a hotel.But with my demanding work schedule, I had always refused.Reflecting on it, I realized he wasn't merely interested in my birthmark—he was already preparing for Plan B.If Clara ever managed to break free from his grasp, he could easily manipulate me into claiming my identity as the Wright family's daughter.It was clear he wouldn't rest until he got exactly what he wanted.After the banquet ended, I filled Victor and Ursula in on everything that had happened in the lounge.As Victor had someone track Henry's whereabouts, Ursula gripped my hand tightly."Don't be scared, darling. We won't believe those rumors. We trust only in what you tell us!"Suddenly, the car screeched to a halt. The driver panicked, hurriedly unbuckling his seatbelt."Mr. Wright… I think we've hit a man… and there's also