Chapter 2 She Was in Despair and Losing the Will to Live

Through the glass door, Cyan could clearly see that even though Myra Gienger looked dignified like a noble princess, she had an extremely vicious look in her eyes.

"Rara, just coax her when she returns later. That idiot will listen to whatever we say. She has been obedient since she’s a child. We have a long way ahead of us. We can’t raise her for twelve years for nothing. We have to reap as much benefit from her as possible, little by little."

Cyan never thought that her beautiful mother, whom she had always looked up to, would turn out to be a wicked hag.

"Mum, it’s a good thing that your car ran into her all those years ago and she lost her memory because of the car accident. You even brought her back so we could make money from her. You’ve made such a good decision, mum." Myra's smile was full of malice. Her despicable face and her squinted eyes were sickening to look at.

Cyan was shocked to hear their conversation. She was so angry that her chest heaved. Her hand, that was holding the doorknob, was shaking. She thought that she was an orphan adopted by the Gienger family. As it seemed, that was not the case. 

Did they bring her back because they hit her with their car and they were afraid of the consequences?

Cyan’s blood turned cold when she heard their conversation, which was full of malice. She trembled and hunched her shoulders. 

She had been subservient and obedient for many years to the Gienger family. In order to gain her mother's affection, she lived her life the way her mother wanted. She had never truly been herself. 

"When I ran into her, she had already fainted. I thought she was dead so I threw her into the trunk. I wanted to secretly take her out of the city to bury her, but I didn't expect her to survive the accident," Mrs. Gienger said. 

"I found out she had lost her memory. In order not to be charged with reckless driving, your father and I had no choice but to lie and tell her that we adopted her from the orphanage. Don't spill the beans to her. She was well-dressed when we found her, so she must be from a wealthy family."

Cyan's mother, Bethany Gienger, raised her head arrogantly with a mocking smile on her face. Finally, there were some benefits of raising Cyan as her own.

The wicked voice echoed in Cyan's ears, and the buzzing sound gave her a headache. 

All Cyan could feel was the pain in her chest. She looked at the sky that was getting brighter and quickly ran out of the Gienger family's mansion. 

Cyan dashed along the street. It was still early in the morning. There were very few pedestrians on the road.

It was a foggy morning. The coldness in the air chilled Cyan to the bone.

Tears blurred her vision, and she was wallowing in her sorrow.

Her beautiful mother, whom she had always respected, was the person who fed her to the lions.

Her younger sister, whom she loved dearly and was protective of, treated her like a money-making tool.

Her father, whom she had also respected, was indifferent toward her.

Cyan felt as if her world had collapsed, and the despair in her heart made her lose the will to live.

Cyan was wallowing in her emotions. She was desperate and heartbroken, so much so that she could not feel anything around her.

However, she did not know that she had run into the middle of the road.

A dark red sports car was speeding down the road.

When the car braked, the tyres emitted a long screech. In that instant, it was as if the time had stopped still.

Cyan suddenly came back to her senses, and her tearful eyes went wide with panic.

With a loud bang, the impact flung Cyan into the air, and she landed a few metres away. She lay motionless on the ground. Her face was pale. The bright red blood slowly pooled out from her head.

Her vision gradually became blurry, and she saw a slender figure walking toward her.

However, she smiled in despair. That was fine. She had nothing else in this world to live for anyway.

Cyan slowly closed her eyes as tears streamed down her face...