When she was indulged in her fantasy, she heard the sound of boarding from the waiting hall.
“Attention, passengers to France: your flight starts to board now. Please bring your belongings and show your boarding pass. You can board at Gate 3. Have a good trip. Thank you!”
Hearing this, Laura knew that it was time for her to leave.
Her departure was forced, which made her no longer have the courage. Instead, she went to the security check obediently.
When the security check was over, she looked at the road which her wheelchair had just crossed and felt reluctant to leave.
She stared at the road for a long time until the tears in her eyes were about to fall. Then she turned around and left.
No matter how bad situation she was in, she didn’t allow her to cry in this place where she fought with Clara. She was the winner.
Thinking of this, Laura didn’t think it was a big deal. She just left her mother country.
There was a saying that: departure is preparation for a better meeting next time.
This time, she went abroad just to be better and better. Only in this way could she compete with Clara.
But when she was about to board, the stewardess stopped her.
“Miss, I’m sorry. There’s something wrong with your ticket.”
“What?” Laura panicked.
She bought a discount ticket. She couldn’t afford an expensive first-class ticket now. Was there really something wrong with the ticket she bought online?
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. The airline stewardess and others talked for a long time and finally told her apologetically, “Miss, there is really something wrong with your ticket. We’re sorry but we can’t let you board.”
Sitting in the wheelchair, she looked pale.
She had to leave. If she didn’t leave right now, maybe Clara and Horace would torture her. She was no match for them now, so she had to leave right away.
In a panic, she could only look at her remaining money.
She couldn’t go to France or other places in Europe with the current money. She didn’t have a visa except Europe, so she could only go to a nearby place where visa-free entry was provided or where landing visa was granted.
Finally, she chose a cheap airline to Bangkok, Thailand.
On the cheap flight, she saw crowded seats and all kinds of people. Her face turned pale.
It was her first time to take such a plane.
With trouble in walking and people in the cabin ignoring her, she sat down with difficulty. Trying to ignore the strange odor of people around her, she forced herself to close her eyes and rest.
She was so tired that she fell asleep soon.
She dreamed that she lived a good life. Many people admired her and even were willing to be slaves in order to get her.
Besides, in her dream, some people called her goddess, because they had never seen a beautiful woman like her.
She even dreamed that her legs recovered. Once again, wearing an elegant and noble black dress, she happily stepped on a red carpet, and walked through the sparkling hall.
She seemed to have become a princess in the spotlight, receiving everyone’s worship.
The corners of her mouth lifted slightly, and her hands were placed beside her body. All signs showed that she liked the dream she had.
The plane landed soon and she woke up from her sleep. But she was stunned when she got off the plane.
She had traveled in Thailand before, but she used to live in a five-star hotel and enjoy the chauffeur-driven car-on-demand service. She had never seen such a messy Thailand.
Laura could only find a passable place to settle down. Walking on the street, she looked at the signs in front of her. They were mostly written in Thai.
She could only push the wheelchair on the road, hoping to find a good place to stay.
Fortunately, the environment here was not bad, but it was difficult to find a few people who could speak her language.
When going out, the biggest challenge lied in language. Because you don’t know what the locals said at all.
They didn’t understand whatever questions you ask either, which was equivalent to milking the bull.
This question baffled Laura. She could only speak English and French, and she could only recognize Thai, but she couldn’t read it.
But Laura was lucky to meet someone who actually spoke her language.
Laura looked at the man in front of her. Although he was not as handsome as Horace, he was at least good-looking, so she trusted him very much.
“Do you need my help?” The man asked Laura politely.
“You?” Laura pointed at the man. She didn’t know his identity or the reason why he helped her.
“Just call me Edward. I’m the only one who speaks English in this street,” Edward said meaningfully.
In other words, if Laura refused him, it would be difficult for her to rent an apartment here.
Of course, Laura knew this. And seeing that there was no malice in his eyes, she nodded and told her difficulties.
By the way, she also told him that she was framed by Clara.
“Okay, I’ll help you find a house. Come with me.” Edward was touched by her story.
So, he took her to his yard without hesitation. He happened to have an empty room in his yard.
Anyway, since this room had been empty for a long time, it’s not a big deal to let Laura live here. After all, they were from the same country.
…
Meanwhile back in Stratmont.
Clara was going to buy something to decorate the room with Horace on the street.
Horace hadn’t cleaned up the house for several years, so there was no warmth at home.
Now that she came, the first thing she did was to decorate the house.
Home should be a cozy place. If a home was not even comfortable for people to stay in, it would render us in a bad mood.
Horace, on the other hand, was happy to have someone help clean up and decorate the house. Besides, Clara, his wife, was doing the job, which was even better. Therefore, the two of them looked very happy.
The passers-by on the street looked at them with admiration.
While Clara and Horace were immersed in their own world, completely ignoring other people’s gaze.