Oh, then get lost!"
Hearing that she could have ice cream anytime, Alexander dismissed her with a wave of his hand.
The vile man didn't even know how to say thank you.
Haley held back her anger and turned to leave.
Fender had already prepared a car outside, otherwise she wouldn't have made it out of the forest before dark at the rate she was going on foot.
Haley got into the car, and the driver drove off immediately. She glanced back at the magnificent castle as it faded into the distance, and hoped that this departure meant she would never return.
Goodbye, Alexander.
Goodbye, nightmare.
...
"Miss Haley, why don't I take you home first?"
"Take me to the sauna in Seoul."
"That's nice."
As the driver drove through the city center of S. City, Haley looked out the window at the traffic and pedestrians, and felt a sense of rebirth. After being trapped by that demon Alexander for so long, she'd forgotten how exciting the outside world could be.
In front of the sauna in Seoul, Haley stepped out of the car and approached the front desk.
"I left my cell phone and handbag here earlier. I want to get them back".
At the sauna, she was taken by Alexandra's bodyguards, dressed only in her clothes, without her handbag and cell phone.
She wasn't sure if they were still there, she was just trying her luck.
"The receptionist said, "Please register your information.
With little effort, Hailey easily retrieved her handbag with her cell phone inside.
When she looked up, she saw the alarm on the wall. ...
If only someone had called the police or helped the last time Alexander had come to mess with her, she wouldn't have...
Why think?
The writing was on the wall.
Haley threw her duffel bag over her shoulder and headed out the door, at the same time looking down at her cell phone, it was dead and needed to be recharged.
"HAYLEE."
A disgruntled voice suddenly sounded in front of her.
She looked up to see a Rolls-Royce Phantom Extended pulling up in front of her, the rear window lowered to reveal a man inside.
He was holding the window with one hand and wearing an expensive-looking light-colored casual suit. His short, light brown hair framed a very fair face with striking features-a pair of narrow, long, dainty eyes gazing coldly at her from under his thick eyebrows, a straight nose, and lips that had recently been voted the most kissable of all.
Unlike Alexander's almost devilish good looks, his face was more feminine.
Chris.
On the street, right in front of the sauna entrance, Hayley accidentally bumped into Chrissy and collided with his disgusted gaze as if she'd been slapped hard across the face.
Hayley stood still like a statue.
Chris, sitting in the car, scoffed at her, "I thought you were kidnapped. Why didn't you get killed?
Hearing his voice again, Hayley felt that something had changed.
Maybe it was because she had already died once.
"Why don't you say something? Don't know how to keep lying?" Chris laughed at her, "Why don't I teach you? You could say you got away from your kidnappers with your wit and wisdom."
Hayley stared at his face, silent.
She knew that any explanation at this point would be futile, he wouldn't believe her.
The boy who had once relied on and trusted her so completely ... The boy who had once trusted and relied on her so much was now disgusted with her, and she could no longer see the past in his face.
"Can't you find anything to say? Sister?" Chris looked at her with an even more mocking expression on his feminine face.
Sister...
He called her sister.
Hayley looked at him steadily.
She didn't think people who had died once would feel heartache, but she was deeply hurt by his words, even though her face didn't show it at all.
"Drive."
Having revealed her own hypocrisy, Chris said nothing more to the driver.
The luxury car started slowly and as Chris was about to close the window, Hayley's husky voice reached him: "Do you really hate me that much?"
Sitting in the car, Chris jolted, not sure if it was because of Hailey's husky voice or because of what she said.
He turned his feminine, handsome face toward her and sneered, "What kind of emotion do you think I should feel for a woman who keeps trying to get involved with her sister's husband? A smile?"
Ever since he'd started seeing Wendy six years ago when he'd had surgery, Hailey had haunted him, forcing him to reminisce without fail. Even when she's not around, she makes phone calls, even writes old-fashioned letters...
Can't a woman like that be hated?
If it weren't for the fact that she was Wendy's sister, he would have disposed of her long ago.
Haley dared not look directly into his eyes, which were full of disgust, for they would remind her of those eyes, which, even when they could not see, had been tenderly and completely dependent on her.
"Don't worry, I won't in the future."
She lowered her head slightly, her voice soft but her tone unusually firm.
"Do you think I will believe you?" She had haunted him for so many years...
"I was ready to let go when you married Wendy." "Now, I'm letting go early," Haley said softly.
In fact, she'd been humiliated by Chrissy so many times over the years that she'd told herself to give up every time, even going to a blind date and seeing the news photo of Chrissy and Wendy kissing goodbye in front of a hotel, next to the news of Alexandria's return...
She tells herself it's out of loneliness, but in reality, she's just jealous to the point of insanity...
Nothing came of the matchmaking session.
She knew she could never really give up, but this time, she did.
Maybe she should thank Alexander; he helped her see herself clearly.
At Alexander's house, when Chris had called to collect her body, she had realized that the old Chris would never come back.
Now, Chris is just a brother-in-law to her. ... Now, Chris is just a brother-in-law to her.
He has no choice but to give up.
Hearing this, Chris said, "Then should I thank you, sister?"
His tone was cold and harsh.
Did he have to hurt her so much?
Haley's eyes dried up, and after a long time, she slowly raised her head, looked at the man in the car, and used all her strength to say every word: "Qian Chu, I really tried hard all these years, and if one day ... you remember, please don't blame me."
This time, she really gave up.
"Even if I remember, what I love is still Wendy."
Chris said immediately.
"Is that so?"
How unconscionable.
Haley let out a bitter smile, "I see, I'll go then."
She couldn't stay any longer for a second, she resolutely turned around and walked forward step by step, a gust of wind blew across the bustling street, lifting up the hem of her skirt, and her long loose hair was blown a little messy.
"..."
Chris sat in the car, looking back at Hayley's retreating figure.
This was the first time she had ever left so decisively in front of him; usually, she waited until he drove her away.
If it was true this time, it would be for the best.
Chris withdrew his gaze and sat up straight. Suddenly, he reached out to loosen his taut tie, his heart inexplicably annoyed that her appearance just now appeared before his eyes.
"Qian Chu, these years I really tried hard, if one day ... you remember, please don't blame me."
When she said this, it was obvious that she was looking at another person through him.
Looking at the former him, like saying goodbye ...
Farewell?
That's more like it.
Chris ripped off his tie and threw it to the side of the seat; the driver saw this in the rearview mirror and asked cautiously, "Are you in a bad mood, young master?"
"No, drive, to Wendy's cottage."
Chris said. As the young master of the Mu family, he had always observed strict etiquette, even with the driver, but with Haley, he was always angry.
He was angry when she pestered him.
When she suddenly stopped pestering him, he got angry again.
Chris, you really are a masochist.
Chris reached up, rubbed his forehead, took a deep breath, looked up, and saw Hailey's silhouette in the rearview mirror outside the car, moving farther and farther away. ...
His cell phone vibrated; Chris answered it, and Wendy's soft, charming voice came through with a hint of complaint: "I thought you said you were taking me to French cuisine? Why aren't you here yet? You're already 10 minutes late!"
Unlike Haley, Wendy's voice was a little babyish and naturally coquettish.
There was no man who didn't like that.
At the sound of his fiancée's voice, Chrissy's somewhat gloomy heart softened, "Baby, I'll be right there, just wait a little longer."
"No, I can't forgive you."
"Don't you just love those sapphire earrings from the last exhibition in France?" Chris whispered.
"Did you buy those earrings?"
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Wendy was ecstatic. The earrings were worth seven million dollars.
"It's not just the earrings, it's the whole jewelry set." Chris said, glancing at the jewelry box sitting nearby. "Can you forgive me now for being late?"
"A whole set? I always knew you'd be the best for me, and I'll be waiting for you."
Wendy hung up the phone sweetly, not leaving a trace of annoyance behind.
Chris put the phone down and opened the jewelry box, the precious jewels glowing with a gorgeous, luxurious hue. He'd never been a fan of jewelry exaggeration, but Wendy was.
And that was enough.
He loved making Wendy happy. Over the years, Hayley's constant pestering, which had caused her so much heartache that she'd considered giving up on their relationship several times, had made him appreciate Wendy all the more.
Haley doesn't know how she got home. Every step she takes feels unreal, and Chris' voice echoes in her ears---"Xiao Nian, although it's a corneal transplant, it's a good thing you're not a corneal transplant.
"Nian, although it's a cornea transplant, this time I'm going to operate on the brain. I've been listening to so many soap operas with you, what if I lose my memory?"
"If I lose my memory, remember to help me regain it. You can forget anyone, but you can't forget you."
"Wendy and I are getting engaged."
"Haley, will you stop pestering me? What do you like about my face? I'll disfigure it for you.
"Wendy sympathizes with you as an adopted daughter, but I don't sympathize with you. Are you that desperate for a man? Do you believe I'll have my men violate you?"
"If you've really been kidnapped, I'll be there when they tear you away. "I'll take care of your body as a family obligation when they tear it up."
"What kind of feelings do you think I should have for a woman who keeps trying to get involved with her brother-in-law? A smile?"
Thinking about all the years of entanglement with Chris, and all the relatives' distaste for her, Haley leaned against the door and smiled.
Come to think of it, these years she was really quite shameless, constantly destroying her sister's relationship, causing everyone to turn against her, served her right ...
Thankfully, it's all over.
No more tangling with Chris, no more tangling with memories of the past, from now on, she would be Hailey and live for herself.
Hailey wiped away her tears, took out the key from her bag and opened the door.
As soon as she pushed open the door, she was shocked to see her home in a mess, her paintings scattered all over the floor, and the shoes in the closet were thrown on the floor as if they had been ransacked by robbers.
It must be one of Alexander's men.
Standing in the doorway for a while, Haley could only think of this answer; they were probably trying to find out something about the child's whereabouts in her house. ...
The sudden encounter with Chris had almost made her forget the most important task at hand.
That was to find evidence to prove her innocence.
The easiest and most direct way to do this, she thought, was to go to the hospital and have the doctors prove that she had never had a baby.
With that in mind, Hayley was in no hurry to go to the hospital.
She was too tired now and just wanted to lie in bed and rest for the night.
She went inside and charged her cell phone, then tidied up a bit before going back to bed.
Perhaps she was already physically exhausted, and had thought she would be mentally tortured again after seeing Chris, but this time, as soon as she touched the warm, cozy blankets, she felt sleepy and fell asleep quickly. ...
It seemed as if she hadn't slept in her own bed for centuries.
"Dada Dada ..."
In the middle of the night, the sound of a machine engine came from outside, causing a headache.
Haley tossed and turned in her bed, unable to sleep well, so she got up from her bed, put on a coat, and went out of the house ...
The other residents in the hallway heard the noise and came out one after another, all asking each other what was happening and what the noise was.
"..."
Haley yawned, staring out into the darkness of the night, at a loss for words.
Where did that sound come from? It was so loud and confusing.
"Hayley, come to the rooftop!"
A loud, bossy male voice suddenly rang out into the night sky, obviously amplified through a loudspeaker, and every word was loud and clear.
Hayley's sleepiness vanished in an instant, and her eyes widened in surprise.
That voice was Alexandria?
It couldn't be...
She must have heard it wrong.
Feeling like an ostrich, Haley turned around and wanted to walk back, but soon she heard Feng De's voice also ringing in the night sky: "Miss Haley, the young master is waiting for you on the rooftop, please go up immediately."
"Miss Haley, the young master is waiting for you on the rooftop, please come right up."
"Miss Haley, the young master is waiting for you on the rooftop. Please come right up."
...
Three times in a row.
Haley covered her ears to no avail, the residents behind her were complaining, but Fender's voice seemed to have no intention of stopping. ...
Biting her lip, Hayley made her way to the elevator and headed straight for the top floor, her heart in turmoil.
What did Alexander want with her at this hour?
He had already given her a week.
After exiting the elevator, Haley climbed one more floor and pushed open the door to the rooftop, and as soon as it opened, she was dumbfounded.
She saw that the rooftop, which was as big as a square, was filled with intense lights, surrounded by rows of floor lamps, illuminating the whole night like day.
From a distance, four helicopters were parked in the center of the lights.
The arrogance and braggadocio was at its peak.
"..."
She finally realized where that voice came from...
Beside the helicopter stood a row of bodyguards, all standing straight and ready. Fender, elegantly dressed, looked at her with a kind face and said, "Ms. Haley."
The night breeze on the rooftop was strong and cool.
Haley straightened her coat and walked towards him, "Butler Feng, what's going on?"
A rooftop full of lights and helicopters-this was too much.
"It's like this, Young Master is going to a banquet in C city tonight, and will land here when he comes back. I'm worried that the poor night vision will make it difficult to find the landing spot accurately, so I've paved a few lighted runways." Feng De explained with a smile.
"..."
Lighted runways.
Wealthy is capricious?