Now, Vincent's confession of love to her surprised and delighted her, and she agreed without any hesitation.
Behind the rockery of the school, I stood not far away and saw the scene with red eyes. He held Jean in his arms and whispered.
"She is just an adopted daughter living under my roof. How can she be compared with you? I can easily drive her out of my family."
The two hugged each other tightly, looking like a perfect match.
Besides, both of them came from a wealthy and powerful family.
I stood there, like an ugly monster, and peeped into other people's glamorous lives.
From that day on, Jean spread the news that I was the foster daughter in school and started bullying me with her friends.
My textbooks often disappeared, and my desk was often full of garbage.
The other people in the class, under Jean's instigation, completely isolated me.
I was like an isolated island, floating alone in the vast ocean.
At this moment, a WhatsApp notification sound came from my pocket.
I opened it and took a look.
It was the one that Vincent sent to me.
[Come to Yelson Club, our usual place.]
A sudden surge of joy filled my heart.
This was the message Vincent sent me.