As he thought of Chu Yilun, his expression slowly became gloomy, and the corners of his eyes were stained with a slight pain.
No, she is different from Yesluo!
Yesi Luo can still have any woman in this world.
As for her, her heart was dead, and her body was dirty. Even thinking about Chu Yilun was a luxury, or rather, it was a stain on that noble boy like a prince.
She sat down on the expensive gem-velvet sofa in the living room. The sky was slowly getting darker, and from time to time, three or five servants passed by in a hurry.
She was like a wandering soul, withdrawing indifferently, sitting in a corner like a puppet, watching the servants coming and going like a quick shot.
The light was too bright, and she heard herself opening her mouth and giving an order to the servant.
Someone turned off the huge crystal chandelier in the center of the hall, leaving only a few wall lamps with soft light on the walls.
The servants stood in front of her, seeming to beg for something. She listened for a while before she finally realized what they were saying.
"Miss Wandering, dinner is ready. Please go to the restaurant to have a meal." The servant repeated this sentence at least three times.
She shook her head numbly.
"Miss Wandering, do you want to eat later?" the servant asked again.
She shook her head again.
"You have no appetite. Don't you want to eat?"
She neither shook her head nor nodded. She looked past the servants and looked into the distance that she couldn't see. Her pupils were blank and unfocused.
The servant sighed quietly, turned around and walked away quietly.
What is the difference between this day and the legendary canary?
Suffocating and depressing like hell, when will this kind of life end?
When will she be able to completely escape from Yesuluo's control and gain freedom?
Half a year? Or a year?
Yesuluo promised that he would give her the videotape after one year. How could she survive until one year later?
Maybe he will get tired of her early and abandon her.
Maybe not.
But now, this day of inhuman torture has just begun. What kind of faith does she have to hold on to in order to get through this day of being humiliated day after day?
Why? Why did God give her such a fate?
How wonderful it would have been if she hadn't survived that year when Estella was imprisoned in an underground darkroom full of snakes and ants!
That way Chu Yilun would not be buried in the sea because he had to rush back to celebrate her eighteenth birthday.
And Estella, who comes from a distinguished background, will successfully marry Chu Yilun, fulfilling his ultimate dream of regaining the kingship.
As for the mother, she will not worry about never remarrying for fear of being wronged.
Maybe my mother would not have to live her whole life as a servant in Rose Manor. Maybe she would marry a gentle and considerate husband and have a lively and lovely child.
Even maybe her lung disease will not develop so seriously, because the doctor also said that emotional depression will aggravate the progression of this lung disease.
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Maybe my mother will live a healthy and happy life.
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She is a natural spoiler, right? Anyone who treats her well will not end well.
She killed her newlywed father before she was born, then Chu Yilun, who doted on her as much as life, and now, it's her mother's turn.
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She only hopes that her mother's life span can be extended as much as possible, and then extended some more.