Florence felt extreme joy, but it was miserably mixed with extreme disbelief.
Florence said, “Since he thought I was familiar, since the beginning Collin just took my DNA to verify it? Why would he… do that to me?”
She really couldn’t know how Collin hurting her connected to her life experience.
Stanford felt a little helpless, “Our family’s people have a special trait.”
As he said that, he took a sharp scalpel from the side. This scalpel was a bit chic, a little different from ordinary scalpels.
Stanford took off his suit jacket and unbuttoned his shirt buttons one by one gradually revealing his large porcelain-white chest.
Florence immediately turned red and she hurriedly looked away.
“What are you doing?”
They were just talking about her life, why did he suddenly begin to undress?
Stanford smiled, “Turn around and take a look.”
He wanted her to see his abs?
Florence blushed even more, “You put on your clothes first.”
“Flory, trust me, you will understand everything after seeing it.”
Stanford coaxed her very patiently.
His voice seemed to have a magical power, making Florence subconsciously getting caught in his evilness and believing him.
She turned her head slowly, and at a glance she saw the large expanse of porcelain-white skin and powerful abs of his superior Greek god like figure.
Her brother who had just appeared out of no where was not only handsome but also had a killer body.
She almost wanted to drool.
No. How could she be misled by his attractiveness? She didn’t want him to be bare-chested!
Florence hurriedly averted her gaze, but she was surprised to see Stanford holding the scalpel and cutting himself in the chest with it.
The blood instantly stained his porcelain-white skin.
“What are you doing?”
Florence was shocked and hurriedly reached out to snatch the scalpel from his hand.
Stanford didn’t care about the injury on his chest and had a very pleased smile on his face.
“You know you care about your brother.”
Are you sure you are my real brother and not just a pervert? She retorted inwardly.
Florence was extremely speechless. She pulled out a few tissues before going to stop his chest from bleeding.
However, Stanford grabbed Florence’s wrist.
“Look at my wound carefully.”
It was hideous and full of blood, what was there to see?
Florence was depressed but still glanced at it. She was stunned at once.
Besides the seemingly unremarkable wound, there were whisps of blood spreading like a spider web.
“What is this?”
She was shocked. As soon as she finished speaking, the blood streak disappeared again as if it was just an illusion.
Florence was stunned. This scene was exceptionally familiar.
She remembered that after being stabbed by Collin, she had felt her wound itch on the road. When she had wiped the blood, she had seen this fleeting blood streak.
At that time, she had thought that it was an illusion.
Now that the same blood streak appeared on Stanford’s wound and disappeared quickly, she was afraid that she was really hallucinating. She asked quickly, “Did you see? A web of blood appeared next to your wound and now it is gone.”
“Yeah. I saw it.”
Stanford looked at Florence with a gentle gaze, “Because of our special trait, after being injured by a special tool, such red streaks of blood will appear near the wound and disappear. But the wounds take a long time to heal.”
“So, this is what Collin wanted to see.”
Florence finally understood.
All the things that Collin did before had all been reasonably explained.
The last trace of doubt also disappeared from her heart.
She actually had a family, a brother, and they even found her.
Florence stared at the handsome man in front of her in a daze. Her heart felt very complicated. This feeling of having never faced a close relative made her feel very much at a loss.
When she was adopted by the Fraser family, her adoptive parents had treated her very well in the beginning and she too had treated them as her biological parents. However, there had always been a gap between them. It wasn’t until Charlotte was born that Florence realized that there was a difference between the way her parents treated her and Charlotte.
Not to mention anything else, in the end they finally kicked her out of the house.
It wasn’t that her adoptive parents didn’t knew that Charlotte was deliberately making trouble. However, when Charlotte cried or said that she was going to kill herself, they all compromised. The end result was that they had to make Florence leave.
They made her leave the home she had lived in for more than twenty years.
During this period of time, Florence had thought more than once that if she was their own daughter would her adoptive parents still kick her out and not keep any contact afterwards?
They would have hated to part with their own blood, right?
Seemingly knowing what Florence was thinking, Stanford stretched out his hand and patted her hair softly and lovingly.
His wide palm carried a reassuring warmth.
“From now on, our family will always be together and will never be separated.”
Family.
Never be separated.
These words were hammering on Florence’s heart, and the high wall that had been erected in her heart trembled fiercely with each blow.
She had never thought that she could still have a complete family.
She raised her eyes and looked at Stanford blankly. Her heart trembled and she didn’t know how to accept it.
After all, she had been an orphan for more than twenty years and being alone had subconsciously become her habit.
Stanford looked at Florence in distressed, wishing that he had shown up twenty years earlier and had brought her back by his side when she was just lost and had taken care of her since childhood.
“Flory, come home with me. Mom and Dad are waiting for you.”
Florence froze.
She couldn’t explain what she felt thinking about her biological parents who she had never met.
It was a strange but familiar feeling.
She hesitated for a while before she said softly, “Aren’t they here?”
“They are all in Europe, and can’t leave due to a matter in the family. So, only I came to you first and I will take you back there. Mom and Dad already know that I have found you. they have urged me several times to bring you back home.”
Europe.
The distance between here and there was transnational.
If she went home, would she be able to come back again?
This was the place where she had grown up. This was her hometown that she knew best. But it felt like there were no more things or people left who Florence would miss.
Her adoptive parents kicked her out of the house and severed all contact with her. Ernest broke off their marriage and became a stranger.
Her family, her love, all were gone.
In this City N, she had lost her everything and had become nothing, like a wanderer.
Her heart seemed to be crushed by a huge stone, making it difficult for Florence to breathe. Her face turned pale and her expressions turned blank and empty.
“I will think about it.”
“Okay. I will give you time to think about it. I will always be here with you, waiting for you to decide.”
Even though Florence had not immediately agreed to follow him, but after considering, there was still hope.
Stanford was extremely patient with Florence and seemed to double the care for his sister to compensate for not being there for the past twenty years.