Krista’s POV
My heartfelt uncomfortable. Rashad didn’t believe I would hurt anyone, but Cheney just kicked me out in a cold way.
I pushed Rashad away, my eyebrows condensed, and my voice lost with anger. “I told you, don’t touch me!”
I snorted, turned, and walked to the door. Seeing that he didn’t move, I turned around and stared at him. “Open the door, you brought me out. You are the one who is responsible to send me back.”
He smiled, went over, and pulled the door open. I got on the bus. On our way, back to the Fischer’s mansion, he immediately asked, “Does your hand… still hurt?
“No matter how painful it is, I did it because of Flora.”
I still have the memories in my mind. I even converted it in my mind in the way I can think of it. With my position and angle, I didn’t touch the baking tray, and if I really touched the baking tray, it was impossible for my waist not to feel the heat.
The only possibility is that Flora touched the baking tray by herself. Thought of here, my heart is even more confused. But Flora… why does she want to do this?
A girl, leaving scars on her body, has no reason to do so. The car drove back to the Fischer’s mansion, and Rashad got off to help me open the door. I get off.
“Come on, I’ll see you off.”
I frowned and said, “This is Fischer’s mansion. I can go back by myself.”
“Why did you come back to the Fischer’s mansion? Did uncle force you?” He asked with an unnatural look between his eyebrows.
I said indifferently, “No one forced me.”
“Then why do you want to come back? It happened that you lived in the Jade Court. You and my uncle are so unclear now. What is going on?”
I replied calmly, “Can you leave my business alone?”
“I just don’t like your behavior now.”
“If you don’t like it, close your eyes and don’t look. Thank you for taking me to the hospital today, and you should go back early.”
After I said those words, I walked to Fischer’s mansion. Rashad shouted behind me, “There will be no peace in the Fischer’s mansion these days. Be careful with yourself.”
I took a step and walked on to Fischer’s mansion. In Fischer’s mansion, people look at me strangely. As soon as I entered the living room, the servant in Fischer’s mansion came forward, greeted me in a lukewarm way, and said, “Mrs. Fischer, your father wants you to go to the Plum Court.”
I breathed and nodded. “I see.”
Upstairs, I changed my outfit into a dress with long sleeves, and then I came to the Plum Court.
I cannot see the presence of Grandma, I said respectfully to the old man, “Grandpa, you are looking for me…”
He said directly, “Don’t you dare to call me that way. You will stop calling me Grandpa. In this Fischer’s mansion, everyone calls me Grandpa. I heard about you and Flora in the back kitchen this afternoon. I have never spoken well, but my words are not rough. How can you be so vicious as a girl? Flora is such a poor and obedient child. How can you have the heart to attack her?”
I have some grievances and stood up immediately, “Grandpa, did you believe them that I hurt Flora? I respect you because you are a successful man both in business and in love. But that doesn’t mean that I can stand your slander on me, and I always speak badly, especially today. But like you, my words are not rough. If you don’t see me hurt others with your own eyes, please don’t accuse me because of other people’s words. I didn’t do anything wrong, and I have no reason to listen to you.”
He looked at me. “The Fischer family hasn’t attached with you anymore. Since you don’t love Cheney, you shouldn’t occupy him. Flora’s health is no longer good, but she is single-minded to Cheney. Unlike you, if you can’t give Cheney a future, then you should stay away from him.”
I turned my back on him, nibbled at the inner lip corner, and nodded “Okay.” Say that finish, I step away.
Back at the Jade Court, Cheney hasn’t come back yet. When I packed up and came down, I brought my ID and went downstairs to Fischer’s mansion. I found that City A is so big, but there was no place for me.
I walked a long way before I stopped a taxi on the side of the road and came to the Cross River Bridge. When I came to the bridge and stood where my father once jumped down, my eyes calmly looked at the dilapidated bridge.
I breathe, tears unwillingly flow out, “If you are still alive, you will certainly not let people bully me like this.”
I want to dry my tears, but my hands are still in bad condition. I sniffled. “The taste of being wronged is really bad.”
I looked down into the river more than twenty meters away from myself. At this moment, suddenly there was a force behind me, which surrounded my body with lightning speed and dragged me away from the bridge. A voice of someone sounded, “Do you think you can meet your father again if you die here? Your father died for you. Even if he committed suicide, he was a good man, but were you?”
When I heard the sound, I naturally knew who was holding me. I raised my hand, wiped away my tears with my sleeve, turned around, and looked at Cheney with a cold face. “My father is really a good man, so he should have gone to heaven long ago. And I am really not a good person. I never expected to see him again when I died, but it is not for people like you to tell me these words.”
He frowned. “Have you taken a medicine?”
“You don’t have to worry about me.” Say that finish, I pushed him away and walked on.
He followed me. “I searched for a long time to find you, only to see that you were going to commit suicide. Now I have saved you. Is that your attitude?”
“Who told you I was going to kill myself?” I stopped and stared back at him.
“Then what were you doing just now? One foot sticks out and takes it back, over and over again. Isn’t it trying to die?”
“No,” I drank in a loud voice. “The only thing I won’t do in my life is suicide. Also, please stay away from me as a bad person in the future and don’t provoke me.”
He raised his eyebrows, “You really take medicine? What I just said means, you understand it as I call you a bad person?”
“Am I not a bad woman in your heart?”
He snorted coldly, “That’s your own guess. I only say that because people who commit suicide are selfish bastards.”
I stared at him, and my anger continued unabated. “Why did you come out to me if you didn’t take good care of Flora?”
“What can I do? Look at yourself.”