webnovel

Until Fate Break Us Apart

Eirlys Williams is the child of misfortune. That’s what people always labeled her. Her abusive father killed her mother due to her infidelity with another man, creating a permanent scar in her heart. People come and go in her life, but she remains in the same place, with her indelible trauma. "You deserve to be beaten! Who made you a child born from a murderer and a sl*t?!" "Your existence itself is a sin!" "Do us a favor and go die!" She shuts her heart to deflect the pain, hurt, and sadness that constantly following her. However, to shut one's pain, means one also shut their happiness. Constant abuse throughout the years has made the girl's heart grow cold and numb. However, her brief encounters with the Gardners sparks a new page in her life. "That's very kind of you. But then, I will be worried if you go home alone." "Don't be so reckless next time! You are a girl!" "Big sister, please become my wife in the future!" She could slowly feel all of her emotions coming back to her heart. The pain, joy, sadness, hope, anger, awe, and even love. This time, she vows to protect her heart with all her might. However, the Gardners have secrets they don't want other people to know. A secret that could put Eirlys in danger. Can Eirlys overcome the hardship that comes from regaining her emotions back? This is a story of an adolescent girl, trying to find a place where she belongs. ===================== - The pic isn't mine. Credits are belong to the original artist. - English isn't my first language, so there might be lots of grammar mistakes. I apologize in advance for that! Happy reading!

PetiteSnowdrop · Teen
Not enough ratings
171 Chs

Chapter 84 : Sudden confession

That's good and all…

Now that I've calmed down a lot, another problem just occurred in my mind. How am I supposed to ask Aslan to come forward and testify for me? With his troublesome personality, I didn't think it'd be easy.

For all I knew, he didn't seem to dislike or like me that much. I was more inclined to think that he thought of me as one of his servants. Would someone with high pride like that agree to help me if I asked him nicely? 

I thought of asking Charlie or Alex for his number, but then I had to explain to them what I needed his number for. Aslan seemed particularly concerned with how Alex kept pestering him about my wallet last time. He might not appreciate it if I tattled on him to Alex or Charlie. 

Since I couldn't ask Charlie or Alex, I had an idea that perhaps Victoria could help me with this. Therefore, as soon as the bell for the second break rang, I went to the infirmary with my lunch box in hand.