Charlotte, however, took his arm. “Don't worry about her. She's been like this since she was a kid. She can also yell at the sight of a bug.”
She shook Benedict's arm coquettishly, “Let's go and see the fountain.”
Before I passed out from the pain, I only saw their departing backs. When I woke up again, my mom was sitting by the hospital bed with red and swollen eyes.
“Gaudentia, the Roussel Family sent the best hand surgeon.”
She trembled as she stroked my bandaged hand. “I think maybe the Roussel Family isn't as scary as the legendary one.”
I asked softly, “What about my dad and my sister?”
My mom lowered her head. “Your dad accompanied Charlotte to buy a yacht. He said it was to celebrate the opening of the resort.”
I didn't say anything, but the tears couldn't stop falling down. Other than my mom, it seemed like no one in this world really cared about me. Maybe if I left, it would be the best choice.
The day I went to Benedict's villa to pack things, I raised my hand and rang the doorbell. But no one answered. I habitually entered the original password and found that it was unable to open.