FreeNovelMelody chuckled bitterly.
Lucas felt a pang in his heart. It was an indescribable sensation. There were times when the human heart was simply inexplicable. Before meeting Melody, he could hardly fathom the existence of a mother who did not love her own child.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Wendy did such terrible things to me, and they never once asked. They only care about her. Why is that? Or maybe I'm just too worthless, so even though I'm my mom's biological daughter, she doesn't like me. It's really exhausting..." Melody let out a deep sigh and closed her eyes, as if drifting off to sleep. No one but her knew how she wept over her fate. Search the Findwebsite on Gøøgle to access chapters of early and in the highest quality.
Lucas did not immediately comfort her. Instead, he looked at her with eyes filled with complexity.
From a very young age, Melody understood that tears only held meaning when shed in front of someone who cared about her. Wendy only had to cry a little for Helen to immediately put aside whatever she was doing to comfort her.
There was one twhen Melody missed a step on the stairs and fell down. Her knees were scraped badly, and the pain was so intense that tears welled up in her eyes.
"Mom, it hurts so much..." Melody remembered calling out to Helen, but her mother continued to sit on the couch, eating potato chips in front of the TV, not even sparing her a glance.
In the end, it was the housekeeper who tended to Melody's knees after seeing how badly scraped they were. Melody reached out her arms to Helen when she passed by, hoping to be comforted, but all she heard was Helen's disdainful tone.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ugh. Can't you even go down the stairs properly? You should be more careful next time." Helen did not care at all whether Melody was in pain; she only found her troublesome. From that moment on, every tshe got hurt, Melody did not dare to openly express her pain. She blamed herself, thinking that if she had been more careful, she would not have gotten hurt.
Throughout her life, she endured countless blames, causing her to increasingly doubt herself. As she grew older, Melody realized that sthings were not her fault at all.
However, having grown up in that kind of environment through her formative years, her feelings of inadequacy and lack of love had becdeeply ingrained. She felt like she could never escape from it. She hated her twisted family, despised her perpetually biased parents, and loathed that they exposed everything in front of Lucas, robbing her of the courage to stand beside him with dignity. She would forever be a joke to Lucas because of her family. A family that, at any moment, could drag her down, further diminishing what little courage she had. She would eventually end up like a deflated balloon.
Lucas did not say anything. When they got out of the car, he, as usual, opened the door for her and held her hand as they walked back to their room.
"There wasn't enough space in the car just now, so I didn't manage to check thoroughly. Lettake a look at you now. Does it hurt here?" Melody instinctively shook her head.
Lucas crouched down, looking upat her. "How about here? X
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