Kara walked into the studio and finally breathed a sigh of relief.
After cleaning up the studio and setting up the easel, she heard a knock on the door.
She shook her hand, and the drawing board was not ready.
It fell.
Kara helplessly went to open the door.
Then she saw Master Larry standing outside.
“Master Larry, what are your orders?”
“Come out!” Master Larry ordered her with a long face.
Without a word, Kara quietly followed behind him.
When they went downstairs, she found that her senior schoolmates were all holding tools.
“Today, your senior Jeffery will lead the team and take you to the old people’s house to do voluntary work.” Master Larry explained.
Kara blinked her big eyes.
Could she disagree since Master Larry had asked?
The students took the bus to the old people’s house. It was the first time Kara took the bus, and she felt a little uncomfortable sitting at the back.
Jeffery saw that she might get carsick and asked her to sit in the front seat. But Kara still had a headache, with a pale face.
Jeffery saw that both her look and mood were bad. So he asked Jamya if she had some ideas.
Jamya couldn’t find a way. She could only let Kara lean on her shoulder and close her eyes to rest for a while. Maybe Kaya would feel better.
Kara leaned on Jamya’s shoulder and huddled in pain, hurling herself into Jamya’s arms.
Jamya had never been so close to others before, and she was a little uneasy.
However, Kara felt uncomfortable. She curled up into a small ball and acted like a spoiled child in her arms. Jamya could not refuse.
“Are you feeling better?”
“Yes,” Kara snorted, “Jamya, why is your bosom so full?”
“Kara, get lost!”
Jamya blushed and pushed her away with anger.
However, Jamya didn’t muster her strength. Kara acted shamelessly. Not only did she not dodge, but also she burrowed into Jamya’s arms.
“Ha-ha, Jamya, you’re shy. It’s not a bad thing having a full bust. A friend told me that large breasts are the capital for women.” Kara quickly begged for mercy.
Jamya’s face was cold and didn’t want to talk to her.
Kara did not care about her cold face and laughed, “Jamya, you smell so good. You are a beautiful sister.”
“Shameless girl. Does Mr. James know that you are so good at flirting?”
Jamya wanted to pinch Kara’s face with annoyance. However, she ended up rubbing instead of pinching Kara’s face.
“Of course he knows. Otherwise, how could he become my boyfriend?”
Kara still had a silly smile on her face. Her innocent face was slightly raised, just like a little kitten who was asking for comfort. People couldn’t resist rubbing her little head to reward her.
“You cheeky girl,” Jamya mocked.
“For you, I’m always a cheeky guy.” Kara laughed.
Jamya laughed in her exasperation. She could only pinch Kara’s face to vent her anger.
Kara’s baby-soft face was so fair. A red welt would appear if she pinched too hard.
Jamya looked at the redness on her cheeks and felt guilty again. She helplessly rubbed Kara to comfort her face.
Otherwise, Jeffery would quarrel with her if he saw the welt. He would blame Jamya for not caring about their little sister.
The old people’s house was in the suburbs. The environment was good for recuperation.
When the group of people got out of the car, Jeffery assigned tasks to everyone. Everyone was also in good order. It was not the first time they came to such a place.
It was Kara’s first time here. Jeffery asked her to be in a group with Jamya.
Kara was overjoyed. Jamya was a good person though she looked cold.
Although Jamya often mocked her, Kara knew that Jamya’s bark was worse than her bite. She pretended to hear nothing.
Sometimes, she wondered if she was used to being mocked as she had been with James for a long time.
So she was not bothered when hearing Jamya’s sarcasm.
Jamya walked into the old people’s house. She was in charge of cleaning the rooms. Kara followed her quietly.
“Jamya, why is there such an activity in our studio?”
“This was suggested by Donald and was set to be done monthly. Doing volunteer work is also included in our work,” Jamya explained.
Kara was surprised and praised in her heart. She didn’t expect Donald to be so caring.
“Donald is kind but…” Jamya paused with her face dark.
“But his kindness doesn’t belong to me,” She thought.
Thinking that Donald must have gone back for his sweetheart, she sighed softly.
She had a crush and could not tell him. She had to put a tight lid on her emotions.
Kara knew that Jamya liked Donald, but Donald had already had someone in his heart. There’s no future for this love.
“Jamya, you are a good girl. There must be someone out there waiting for you.”
“How could everyone have so much luck like you? Could we all be treasured by a man like Mr. James?” Jamya glanced at Kara in disdain.
Kara crumpled her mouth and blinked innocently.
“Jamya, could you do me a favor? I’ve racked my brains to think of words to comfort you.”
“Shut up if you don’t know how to speak. There’s no point in awkward conversation.”
Kara was speechless.
She held her forehead and felt that it was so hard to keep a friendship.
The elderly were very familiar with them. They happily let the two girls come in and treated them with fruits when they saw Jamya.
Jamya refused with a smile. Kara would not eat either. They only said that they would clean up the room for them.
“They are good girls,” An old man praised.
Some of the rooms were easy to tidy up, while others were not.
Because some elders were walled up in their beds for years, they could not clear the rooms. They could only wait for the nurses to clean up.
The nurses were very busy, so they couldn’t do their best. When Jamya and Kara cleaned up, they even smelled a stench.
But neither of them showed any unhappy expressions. Both of them sighed in their heart looking at the old men smiling at them on the bed.
They thought, “Everyone will get old. Only when are old could we understand how important health is.”
Kara suddenly thought of her mother, who was always lying in bed. Her eyes got wet and left.
Jamya saw that Kara had lost control of her emotions and probably felt sad, so she didn’t disturb her.
Kara walked to the end of the corridor, took out her phone, and booked something online.
When she looked up again, she felt a cold gaze falling on her. She turned to look but found nothing.
She frowned and was about to go back to her room. Suddenly she heard someone calling her.
“Kara!”
Kara turned around in surprise when she heard this familiar voice.
She saw Kathleen, who wore a black hoodie, standing under the stairs and staring at her.
Kara thought of the night when Kathleen was holding a knife and impulsively wanted to kill her. Kara swallowed subconsciously.
“Do you want to see me about something?”
“Of course!”
Kathleen walked up the stairs and came closer step by step.
Kara was on guard, holding the railing and stepping back.
“Kathleen, just stand there and say what you want.”
Kathleen thought of the last failure. The Marshalls were now searching for her all over the city. This time she couldn’t have another screw-up.
She took a few more steps towards Kara, her face ferocious.
“Kara, I would have become Mr. James’s fiancee and enjoy the envious looks of all women If it weren’t for you. But now I become a person as unpopular as a rat crossing the street!”
Kara found the dagger in her arms and widened her eyes in fear. It was already too late for her to escape.