I nervously smoothed out the wrinkled old clothes I was wearing and followed Thomas into the villa.
My adoptive parents were seated on the sofa. Their scrutinizing gaze made me uncontrollably nervous.
Somehow, my knees buckled, and I knelt on the ground.
The dull thud startled the servants of the Phillips family, who all looked toward me.
I bowed my head to the ground. "I know I was wrong. I won't have improper thoughts anymore. Please, don't send me away again."
Gianna nodded in satisfaction when she saw me like this.
"You've become much more obedient than before. As long as you behave from now on, you can still be Ms. Phillips."
At that moment, footsteps could be heard.
Dylan's tall figure appeared in the living room.
The moment I saw him, the nightmares I had experienced all flooded back into my mind.
Three years ago, at my 20th birthday party, my secret crush on my adoptive brother was exposed in front of everyone.
The once-envied lady of the Phillips family instantly became a shameless disgrace.
Dylan looked at me as if I were something filthy.
He said, "Chloe, I've always thought of you as a sister, but you had such filthy thoughts about me. You disgust me.