Semua Bab I Finally Let Go: Bab 1 - Bab 10

My mother looked me up and down. Her eyes passed over my singed hair and the hideous scars on my face. Her voice softened with pity.“If I had known things would turn out this way, I never would have let your father take you away. It’s all your father’s fault that you’ve been suffering like this.”My expression grew even colder. “Ma'am, you don’t need to judge a stranger’s life. If you really have money to spare, why don’t you donate it instead?”She looked like she wanted to say something more, but in the end, all that came out was a sigh. After a long silence, she received a phone call. Her gaze instantly softened the moment she saw the caller ID.She turned around and walked away without looking back.My sister, Phoebe Lane, noticed me staring at my mother from behind and said in a low voice, “Stop doing things this dangerous.”I ignored her and began picking up my props one by one.Phoebe stood by the entrance for a while, then left as well.The others who had been brought

Phoebe saw how emotional I had become and reached out to grab my arm, but I shook her off immediately. Her expression darkened, and her tone grew harsher. “Is this how he taught you to talk back to your own mother? After everything he’s been through, he’s still as bitter and spiteful as ever.”I almost laughed when I heard that. “Spiteful? My father and I spent years hiding from you, doing everything we could to stay out of your lives. Is that still not enough for you?”Mom furrowed her brows. “This is between adults. You don’t understand.”I let out a cold laugh. “I don’t understand? Yeah, you’re the one who understands best. You knew exactly how to throw us away.Her eyes instantly turned cold. “When your father took you away, did he ever think about your future? He only took you to force me into giving in. Did he ever fulfill his responsibilities as a father?”I looked at her in disbelief and let out a bitter laugh. “How can you even say that? Wasn’t it you who told us to get o

Phoebe looked at me, wanting to say something but unable to. In the end, she still left with Mom.After everyone was gone, I suddenly felt all my strength leave me. I thought saying those words would finally bring me relief, yet it did not. There was only exhaustion. I was so tired that I did not even want to hate them anymore.When I returned to my rented room that night, it was already dark. I walked over and, as usual, gently wiped the urn with a tissue. Tears slowly fell as I wiped.“Dad… If I had grown up faster… Would you not have died?”I sat on the floor, holding the urn tightly in my arms and pressing my forehead against its cold surface. That was how I fell asleep.In my dream, I remembered the past. That day, countless people flooded into my live stream, accusing my father of being a homewrecker. As the situation grew bigger and bigger, someone dug up our personal information.From everyone else’s perspective, my father and I were nothing more than shameless parasites

I was asleep for two days in the hospital. When I woke up again, the first thing that hit me was the sharp smell of disinfectant. I frowned and tried to sit up, but the needle taped to the back of my hand pulled painfully. I sucked in a breath.The person keeping watch beside me immediately stood up. I turned my head to look. It was not my mother. It was my sister.Phoebe’s eyes were dark with exhaustion. Her short hair was slightly messy, as though she had not slept properly in two days.The moment she saw me awake, she instinctively reached out and pressed my shoulder down, stopping me from moving.“The doctor said you’re severely malnourished. Your wounds were infected, and you had a high fever too. If you move around too much, they might reopen.”I stared at her for two seconds. Then, I slowly pushed her hand away. “Get out.”The room fell silent.She stood beside the bed for a long time before finally saying in a low voice, “I’m sorry.”I closed my eyes. I only found it ri

The scandal outside only grew bigger. At last, Mom uncovered the whole truth about what had happened all those years ago.Julian had never appeared by accident. He and his adoptive father had set their sights on her long ago. They knew she cared deeply about her reputation and was especially vulnerable to stories of something precious being lost and found again.Hence, they deliberately got close to her, staged an accident after she had been drinking, and slowly pulled her away from Dad. They even fabricated the lie that Julian was her biological child.What made it all the more ironic was that my sister had not been completely unaware that my college admission had been stolen. She had known for a long time that Julian was not a good student. There was no way he could have gotten into Imperial College.She questioned him in private more than once and even suspected something was wrong. Yet every time he shed a few tears, she softened.Mom was never willing to admit that she had tr