Chapter 36: He had ever betrayed her
She spoke so beautifully, showing that she did nothing but really miss Heloise, and what's more, stalling Heloise by Darnell so that there was time enough for Brady to reach and get Heloise.
Darnell's suspicions did lighten up a lot when he heard her saying this. He looked down at the bruises on her face and reached out to hold her a little tighter, "What am I going back for when you were hurt like this?"
"What about Heloise?"
Coral asked, choking back a sob.
"I just invited her to your birthday party. Maybe she'll come, we'll expect her then."
Darnell put his arm around her.
"Yeah."
Heloise was definitely not going to come. Since she had gotten away with it this time, was she so stupid that she would be willing to proactively contribute her own destiny to the Brook's by appearing at Coral's birthday party?
No. Coral thought she must discover where Heloise was by all means, this bitch was actually not dead yet. Heloise should not have yet accomplished the mission defending her from the disaster if Heloise didn't die, then if so, she would be the one who would suffer finally?
She definitely would not let Heloise go!
Coral leaned tamely against Darnell's chest, a malicious light welling up under her eyes.
...
The color of the night was deep and eerie.
In the bustling city, it was a lively mall, with a great world of colorful light.
Heloise stood behind a tree, quietly watching Darnell's car move away, and also quietly watching Brady leading people to rush into the mall to capture her, and they were frantically searching for her.
Heloise walked alone in the night, slowly moving forward along the road.
The light from the dim street lamps fell on her shoulder. The temperature at night was a bit chilly. She reached out and hugged herself tightly. The delight that she had teased Coral had already faded in her eyes.
She felt a little hurt when she saw Darnell and Coral getting along well.
When she was eighteen, she took on almost all of the delivery jobs in the girls' dormitory building in order to earn her own living expenses.
That day, she delivered a gift to Darnell for a girl. That was an antique music box.
At that time, Darnell was already in college, and it took her a few days to research his schedule.
He was doing experiments in the labs of the university, which were off-limits to outsiders, and she snuck into the university and the lab building, holding the gift.
She crouched in the doorway of the lab till she fell asleep.
Until there was the sound of the door opening, she hurriedly stood up from the ground, but her legs were already numb, and her whole body fell to the side. A gentle hand supported her in time.
The moment she raised her eyes, her heart crashed into a pair of deep and smiling eyes.
It was Darnell.
She handed him the antique music box, and made her intentions clear, and left.
The next day, she saw Darnell waiting for her in front of her school, standing beside a sports car, his shirt white and eye-catching, his hands idly behind his back, looked at her and nodded, smiled lightly, like a handsome dandy in an idol icon television drama, full of elegant temperament, and then he sent out a small bouquet of lilacs hidden behind his back.
She realized then that Darnell fell in love with her at the first sight.
Heloise ever asked herself if she had ever felt the same for Darnell.
At first, when Darnell had appeared so decently in her world, she had dreamed of a sweet dream of the hardscrabble orphaned girl and the handsome rich boy marrying each other.
But then Coral found it and made a big fuss, and she was ever so coward that she stomped on that dream, heeding Coral's words and accepting the pattern of trying to create opportunities for Coral and Darnell to be together, and she withdrew from the game...
Then later, the Brook's sent her to marry an old man.
She stabbed him and fought to escape from it. She was so useless at the time that she struggled to reach Darnell when she was at the end of her rope.
She thought Darnell would help her escape.
However, before she could tell Darnell that she was the adopted daughter of the Brook's, Coral made a phone call and Darnell betrayed her, so she could only continue to run away regardless.
Eventually, she was found by Brady and sent to the slums.
Did she hate Darnell? But Darnell didn't know anything about it, so she did not hate him.
However, she'd clearly told Darnell that she couldn't tell anyone she was in his care, and he'd still double-crossed her, and at that moment, she'd lost even that last bit of favorable impression towards him.
It was over.
She'd like to forget it.
Heloise pulled the fake ID out of her bag as she walked away.
That silver-haired boy said that as long as she didn't go to the kind of place where she could be identified by the internet, this fake ID would have no problem with fooling the general public.
In other words, she could barely survive in this city with this fake ID.
She hadn't wanted to leave Hyacinth Garden so soon, but she wasn't sure if Reginald was suspicious of her true identification or if he did have a desire for her other than for a substitute.
Staying any longer was more dangerous in Hyacinth Garden than out there, and she didn't really want to lose her life.
This time, when she went back, she would pack up her things and get ready to slip away.
It shouldn't involve Harriet and Jane when the time came to put on a show about a psychotic episode and vanishing out of sight.
...
When back to Hyacinth Garden, Heloise dug out the wooden box she buried in the night and buried it again at the far side of the lake, ready to take it with her the next day when she ran away.
In order to escape the next day with energy and spirit, Heloise also stole two sleeping pills from Harriet, so that she could sleep well and recuperate her energy.
She did have a good sleep.
By the time she woke up and looked at the clock, it was already 12:00 noon.
OK.
Ready to get to work.
Heloise reached up to rub her shoulders and sat up from the bed and was about to get out of bed when the door to her room was suddenly opened.
She immediately put on a dumbfounded look, her pretty eyes staring ahead unfocused and dazed.
"Miss has been awake."
Jane smiled and walked to the bedside, reaching out to push back her head of messy sleeping hair, her fingers were warm and slightly rough, "You were really sleeping soundly, young master has been waiting for you for half a day. It's rare to see the young master waiting for someone so good-temperedly."
"..."
Was Reginald here?
Heloise was totally astonished at once. Originally, she didn't intend to act out the story that a psycho escaped in his presence.
"Come on, Jane will dress you."
Jane treated her as if she were a kid, finding a long white lace dress from the closet to put on for her, pulling her into the bathroom and teaching her to brush her teeth.
As soon as Heloise brushed her teeth, Jane was so moved that she thought she had taught Heloise, "Miss is so smart, you are able to brush her own teeth."
"..."
After brushing her teeth, Jane pulled her to the side in front of the makeup mirror to brush her hair, shaped her eyebrows, took the original natural cream and rubbed it onto her face for her, exclaiming, "Miss, let's dress up nicely so that young master will be happy when he sees you."
"..."
Had she already been Reginald's pet canary now?
Did he request her to dress up nicely?
After a flurry of fussing, Heloise was pulled out of the bedroom by Jane and down the stairs.
The windows were open in the living room, and the scent of the hyacinth buds that filled the yard spilled in.
The man was sitting on the long sofa, his long legs spread out, his body leaning forward, lazy and wanton, wearing a broad white shirt, the sleeves were rolled up to the elbow, revealing the perfect arm line, holding a game controller in his hand, his long fingers were maneuvering flexibly on it.
The side of his face was deeply contoured, and he was incredibly handsome.
The sound of the game was coming from the TV.
It was the very Reginald Wordsworth.
He actually played TV games.