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Chapter 32
Chapter 32
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Kieran shook his head.
“Valerie didn’t tell us who bullied her. She said those people wouldn’t dare to touch her again. And she doesn’t want us to avenge her.”
Kieran said in a flat tone but excited Reyna.
Her face darkened, and she pulled Kieran out of the room.
After gently closing the door, she said angrily to him.
“Although she said she didn’t want our help, can’t you help her in
secret? We don’t need to let her know. Look what they have done to
her!”
Reyna was so excited that she slurred.
Kieran quickly comforted her.
“Mom, don’t be mad. I will tell you my plan…”
Kieran tried to calm her down.
Reyna’s eyes turned red again.
He comforted her gently.
“Mom, Valerie is not herself, so we shouldn’t push her. Has she been weird lately?”
Kieran’s words jolted Reyna out of her reverie.
Reyna indeed found Valerie weird recently.
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She tried to hold back her anger.
“Kieran, ask a psychiatrist to come and check Valerie.”
He nodded solemnly to tell her he understood. Reyna then reluctantly went back to her room.
Kieran sighed, exhausted. Then he looked at Valerie’s room and went away rubbing his brows.
In the quiet room, Valerie was sleeping. In a daze, she felt her limbs were in a mire.
She could feel herself sinking into it.
Her heart grew cold as she traipsed around the endless darkness.
Less and less air went into her lungs, and she madly inhaled, holding the air in her stomach for as long as possible.
She nervously looked around. Content protected by Nôv/el(D)rama.Org.
There was only endless darkness…
Ah…
Valerie suddenly felt relieved.
It felt like when she had been about to die in her last life…
So, did she trigger something bad again?
Would she have a near–death experience again?
“Boohoo…”
“Valerie, it’s all my fault…”
“Valerie, it’s my fault. I am a bad father!”
“Valerie!”
“Who are calling me?
“Who are crying?” Valerie thought.
She turned her head with difficulty toward the source of the cry.
Suddenly, she saw a light and squinted. Then she saw what was happening in front of her.
Her vision went blurry.
She saw familiar surroundings.
She had chosen this place carefully in her last life…
She didn’t know what happened after she died.
But in front of where she was lying, there was a group of people.
Valerie started to feel she could breathe normally again. She turned her head and wanted to see the people clearly.
“Valerie, I am sorry. Sorry!”
It was Zoe.
Zoe, who just came of age, was being spoiled by the Horton family.
She was wearing branded clothes, and her complexion was lovely.
Zoe was crying, and behind her, stood four Horton men.
Reyna was also crying, and her body shook.
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They were both old….
Valerie’s three brothers were older now. Reyna and Reese had more creases in the corners of their eyes.
They started to repent when they heard the news.
When they found Zoe, they learned she was tempted by the food a stranger offered and lett with him willingly. Fortunately, her new family was kind.
The Horton family finally found Zoe,
But Valerie was kicked out of the Horton family then.
The Horton family was immersed in the joy of having Zoe back, and they forgot how cruel they were when they chased Valerie away.
When Zoe remembered Valerie, the Horton family realized they wronged Valerie.
They began to search for Valerie and remembered they mercilessly cut all ties with her and took away the things she needed to survive.
It was a sharp sting to them.
It kept making them feel guilty.
Then the police came to their house and said they found Valerie’s body. The police asked the Horton family to come to the bureau to identify the body.
The Horton family were dumbfounded.
Valerie saw them repent and look for her.
Valerie, who was still falling in the darkness, couldn’t feel any joy or
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excitement.
She found it amusing as she watched.
The Horton family only realized they were wrong after Valerie died?
Valerie found it hard to accept their hypocrisy.
Even if they atoned for the rest of their life, Valerie wouldn’t be alive in her last lifetime.
Her heart grew colder.
Her closed heart was shackled with heavy chains.
Her face became stiff, and she couldn’t smile.
She felt the corners of her lips were being pulled by an invisible force.
She didn’t feel anything that could make her smile.
She couldn’t even try to force one.
She didn’t want to open her eyes again.
She stopped struggling.
She just let herself keep falling with closed eyes.
A tingling sensation of electric shock went through her body from her head.
Valerie slowly opened her eyes from her deep sleep and looked at the dark room. The moon was in the night sky.
She let the uncomfortable feeling roam through her body.
Then she welcomed the strange sensation calmly.
She blinked and saw the light on the ceiling clearly
However, she was still thinking about what she had just seen in her dream just now
Her mind was in a mess
She stared at the ceiling above her head
A long time passed
A clear teardrop fell from the corner of her eye to her ear
One teardrop. Two teardrops…
She gripped her quilt and bit it to prevent herself from crying
She used all her strength to do it.
She hid herself under the quilt.
She hid there the whole night…
When dawn broke, Jayvion came to Valerie’s room with medicine
He was worried about her the whole night and barely slept.
He quickly came to her room to apply medicine to her wounds at
sunrise.
“Miss, are you awake?”
Jayvion lightly knocked at the door and waited for Valerie to answer
him.
“Jayvion, good morning. I am awake.”
Valerie’s faint voice came from the room.
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Jayvion opened the door, reassured.
The curtains in the room were automatic.
Valerie opened them.
Her face was pale, and her eyelids were swollen. She looked weaker.
Her face showed she had cried…
“Miss, does it hurt?”
Jayvion quickly walked over and sized her up, his eyes filled with
concern…
“I am fine. Jayvion, I just had a nightmare last night…”
Jayvion’s heart began to ache.
Valerie was lying.
Why?