Clara returned to her room when she had finished all the chores for the day. Just sat down on the chair to rest for a while, when the phone rang.
It's a message from you.
"Are you going to the hospital?"
Clara bit her lip, hesitant to answer him.
"I'm not sure I should go there."
"Why aren't you sure? Are you worried that Zane will be disappointed when he finds out what you look like?"
There was no response, she bit her lip harder, fidgeting, suddenly he texted again mentioning this, she was going to the orphanage. Yet, Roly made her wonder.
"Clara. That's not going to happen, trust me, haven't I already made it clear how Zane feels about you? He said he doesn't mind no matter what."
"But I..."
"I also went to the hospital. Let's meet there."
The system notifies the other party that has exited the application. Clara clutched the phone, hands, and feet agitated.
Meanwhile, Sarah smoothed her dark green dress, adjusted the small gold necklace she was wearing around her neck, and ran her fingers through her long dark blue hair, which she dyed just yesterday to make me look like Clara. This time she put on lighter makeup instead of sharp as usual, Sarah knew that Clara didn't like makeup, so she couldn't let anyone doubt her because of the way she dressed, she had to make people think. She is Clara.
Looking at herself in the mirror again, although she was not satisfied with her current appearance, she reluctantly accepted. Finished, she opened the door to the room and went downstairs, suddenly stopped when she saw the door to Clara's room was open, she glanced in with her eyes, saw Clara busy adjusting her clothes, Clara ready to go out. , while Clara was struggling to tie her shoelaces, Sarah approached, sarcastic.
"Are you daydreaming?" Her voice sounded terrible, questioningly: "So that means you've decided to go to the hospital?"
Sarah continued as she leisurely entered Clara's room without any notice, taking with her the strong scent of her perfume.
Clara kept her expression sober and looked at Sarah gently. Knowing that it was her fault for forgetting to close the door, in fact, she had finished it a long time ago but forgot to bring her phone, so she went back to her room to get it, who knows in that short time Sarah had finished work and walked out, again, she caught her at the right time!
The way she raised her questioning tone, even that arrogant attitude, was disgusting! Sarah seemed to think she could do anything to go to the hospital to see Sarah on her behalf.
Even though Clara didn't want to, she had to admit, that Sarah was an amazingly beautiful girl, with pale pink hair, slanted blue eyes, and a figure that made all the men around her immediately praise her. , especially when she's wearing fancy clothes or something like that. However, right now, what was on her head?
What did Sarah do with her beautiful hair, that long straight hair doesn't suit her at all, especially the hair color, she wants to imitate her? it's funny, let's make it look like it but she'll never look good with that hair, Sarah's got a mess on her body.
Sarah was starting to get annoyed when Clara dared not answer her question, what was that tattooed look? Are you criticizing her?
Clara doesn't take the bait easily with her saying she daydreams when she's about to go out.
"Actually, I was… going out."
"So you want to fight me to the end? You insist on going to the hospital?"
"It has nothing to do with you." Clara stood up and repeated firmly.
Blue eyes narrowed maliciously: "Why you...?" Immediately she growled.
"You're going there? How dare you take my word for it?"
Clara glanced at her quickly.
"He wants to see me." She confidently replied, walking towards the door.
Sarah didn't let her be satisfied, there was no way she would let her out of the room, she immediately stood in front of her.
"Avoid leaving."
Clara looked impatient as Sarah tried to hold herself back.
"You're going too far, stop it before it's too late."
Sarah roughly continued to her: "Actually, I told Zane about this meeting, only I know what he said. You won't do any good going there, on the contrary, it will be useless. You should know everything that happened between you and him. I know well, but you..." Sarah sneered and continued: "You don't know what he and I talked about last night. So if he ever mentions last night, you won't know the answer. It's best to stay home and avoid the humiliating shame of not admitting you."
Clara tried to straighten up with her height of 1.68m and looked down at the tip of Sarah's nose while she took a deep breath to stop the malicious words that were about to come out of her lips. Perhaps it was only a matter of time before Sarah disappeared from her life. But in the meantime, you need to be polite to her. Although sometimes in her heart she really wanted to erase the snobby smile on this sinister girl's face.
"That doesn't seem to affect me." In the end, Clara responded with gentleness - but not completely hiding her anger.
Sarah raised her eyebrows in suspicion: "Aren't you odd?"
"I have to go out now, get out of the way." Clara gently pushed Sarah and then grabbed the handle, but before she could open it, Sarah suddenly pushed her to the floor, then quickly opened the door, closing it tightly after stepping out.
Everything happened so suddenly Clara only heard a faint sound of the key being put in the lock, quickly the door was locked from the outside.
Clara jumped up and grabbed the handle, damn it! How did she get the key to your room? Clara banged on the door and asked Sarah to open it, but unfortunately, she only responded with her gloating gesture and her smug laugh.
"You think I'm an idiot, believe your lousy lies, do you think you can fool me so easily? Clara, you're not originally going to fight me. Best stay obedient. Stay here till the end. when I come back."
I'm going to the hospital now, rest assured I'll tell you what's going on when I get back.
Sarah went downstairs, her smile still lingering in her ears, Sarah cheered as she ran to the gate.
Clara clenched her fists in exasperation, unable to believe Sarah always thought of a way to restrain her. Clara was careful that she would never know her true thoughts. So that...
It seems she was reckless in her actions and... the consequences are happening.
Clara despaired for a moment, then suddenly regained consciousness, without hesitation she rushed to the window, and flung it open, peering out to observe the triumphant gesture she was displaying for her to see.
Seemingly sensing she was looking at her from above, she turned her head to look back, glaring amusedly, she held out the key to her, then pouted a kiss on it. Clara stiffened as she looked at her with a victor's look, her hands clasped to her sides, jaw clenched.
What the hell is going on? Watching her go, Clara was still dazed and wondering, shivering a little at her vehemence.
Suddenly Sarah excitedly raised her voice to draw her attention.
"Maybe he'll be happy to see me, don't you think? Look at this face, this body." Sarah looked down at her body, then looked up proudly and continued: "What man wouldn't like a girl like me? You wouldn't even bother to glance at me."
Sarah extended a finger insultingly to her, the cleavage visible enough. Clara clapped her hands on the window sill, in an attempt to control the surging anger. Looked at her with red eyes indignantly.
Without worry or fear, she knew she wouldn't dare do anything to her, let alone come down here and strangle her, not even jump out of the window, which is on the second floor if she really wanted to cripple her legs. then just do it, she neither dissuades nor provokes her to do so.
"Thank you for what you've done for me. It's a very valuable gift, I'd really appreciate it if you didn't ask for it back, you should know more about who you are, what you look like. I'm sure he will be very very disappointed when he learns that you are an ugly, country girl with poor family background, so please don't complain, but blame the mother who gave birth to you. Ha ha ha ..."
Her face was an ugly mask and filled with excitement as she tilted her head a little more mockingly: "Don't you think so?"
Sarah finished her sentence and walked leisurely to the iron door. She waved goodbye to her before slamming the door behind her. The tape headed towards the waiting taxi.
Clara could only stand at the window looking down at her with disdain, Sarah tossing her gorgeous hair and squirming provocatively into the car.
Clara was keeping her composure on the outside but inside her stomach was tightening, and her thoughts were in turmoil. What if she made it to the hospital? Clara absolutely did not want him to be deceived by Sarah, it would be an unforgivable crime and she deserved to be cursed if that really happened.
Clara was still watching. Will things really end like this?
No, it can't be, A combination of different emotions arise at the same time, Clara blames herself for living forever in reserve, wary of all, wary of everyone, but most of all she don't care, I don't care for Sarah to get what she wants, I don't care about the things she sacrifices and then she just gets the results.
The car started up, the wheels rolled evenly, and then gradually disappeared from sight, at this time she became calm.
Clara turned and looked around the room, searching for anything that could help her get out of here.
Here it is, curtains! She could use it as a ladder to climb down, without any further hesitation Clara used force to tear the two curtains in front of her, quickly tying them together, one end she tied to the foot of the bed, the other end threw down.
Taking a deep breath, Clara courageously grasped the rope she had just finished, one, two, three she quickly swung down. There were times when it felt like the rope was about to break when the whole bed was dragged along by her. But luckily she landed safely.
With amazing speed she dashed from the exit gate to the main road, hastily swinging her car.
So frustrating! No car stopped to pick her up.
Why is there no car at such urgent times to ask her questions?
At this moment, the two angels who had been observing her for a while also followed her.
"Do something."
Martha lost control and turned to Bertha to urge. Surprised by the offer, Bertha honestly admitted.
"I can't." Showing helplessness, Bertha showed that she was unable to accomplish what Martha wanted.
"Why?" Not sympathy, on the contrary, suspicion, Martha skeptically questioned her friend: "Isn't it possible that you really wanted Sarah to meet Zane before Clara. Is it because you wanted Clara to come to Roly?"
Martha did not suddenly get angry for no reason, ultimately because she was worried about Clara.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Bertha snapped in displeasure, but paused, lowering her pitch: "I..."
Bertha hesitated to admit her helplessness, but Martha didn't understand otherwise.
-"oh how?" Martha crossed her arms and shook Bertha: "Is that true? Do you really want Clara..."
"Martha! Enough! If you're so worried, why don't you do something yourself?"
It was Bertha's turn to question her companion. As always, Bertha shows her composure, not easily angered by an insult from Martha, let alone Bertha sympathizing with Martha, anyway she is only worried for Clara.
"If I can do it, I don't need your help, I've already received two warnings. If I disobey orders again, I will be removed from my position as guardian by the council."
Martha was annoyed to explain. Unlike Bertha Martha blatantly admitted, even though she knew it was nothing to be proud of.
"I'm not sure, don't think you're the only one in danger of being fired, I've done it twice already."
The blonde girl's voice softened, and Bertha and the plight spoke up.
After hearing this, Martha could do nothing but sigh helplessly. They avoided looking at each other, nor did they look at Clara with any face.
The two angels are now more pitiful than Clara.
Back to Clara, after not being able to catch the car for a while, she decided to go there. Summoning fury and anger she forced herself to run as fast as she could.
That's the hospital, hope you get there in time.
Unfortunately, when she arrived, the doctors had already left his room, and there was only one girl left, none other than Sarah.
Forgetting to breathe, she turned her attention forward, the room half-closed.
"Cinderella."
He called tenderness is always reserved for the girl he likes.
"Zane."
The soft, sweet female voice wasn't hers, but everyone who heard it thought it was her, what a surprise! Sarah surprised her, having only heard her voice a few times and had memorized and imitated it perfectly.
Indeed! Anything can be imitated or faked. So clever, no wonder Zane didn't realize it was right.
Is Sarah a genius or is she too cunning?
Clara, with her heart racing, dragged her trembling steps closer to the door. Her eyes were still at a slightly open angle, her whole body couldn't breathe when she saw him quietly get out of bed, slowly walking towards...the girl was standing a distance in front of him.
"Finally I get to see you." He looks so happy! Looking at that happy and surprised face, it was like a sharp knife gently cutting a long line right in her heart.
Her heart, It hurts! Has it stopped beating already?
"Zane, I'm glad too. Your eyes are fine."
Clara felt her heart skip a beat when she heard his name called out in Sarah's sweet voice. The voice was supposed to be hers.
Next What's going on?
Suddenly Sarah burst into tears, she sobbed, tears kept pouring out in a hurry .... He looked at her confused, with a sad look ... He was heartbroken? No, that's not it, Seeing her cry in joy because he should be happy alone? Then suddenly he pulled her into his arms, he hugged her tightly and whispered comforting words.
Her mind was spinning and she didn't know what he was saying to her, her ears only ringing in annoyance.
There is no more painful pain than seeing his man spread his arms around another girl in his arms, hug him very tight, very respectfully, Her legs are not stable anymore, they sag, and her heart is broken. pull back...
Her body trembled, her mouth uncontrollably let out unjustifiable groans, but immediately she put her hand over her mouth to prevent the sobs from escaping, staring at that scene she felt very painful, Clara did not accept, she didn't mind, she was crazy, she wanted to kick open the door, burst in, pointed Sarah in the face and shouted that she was a fake, a brat, a blatant liar, she took her place to be beside him. She wanted to expose all these ironies. Very determined. She was determined. Unfortunately, all those thoughts could not happen, they disappeared as quickly as they appeared, because a word came out of her own mouth, heavy legs. , her soul was broken when he honestly confessed, this confession she would never forget for the rest of her life.
"Cinderella! I'm so happy! Just as I always imagined, you are very beautiful, the girl I love is both beautiful and honest."
So it's over! It's over! The hand that had been raised to grasp hope must now be lowered to embrace the cruelty of reality.
Reality is too cruel, it turns out that he is like many other people who like beautiful girls, the person he just talked about is not her at all, and that will never change.
With all her strength Clara ran quickly from the hospital, while running her tears fell, despite the attention of the people around, despite her crashing into someone, Clara continued to run without Stay and see who it was.
Is it God's will?
God really knows how to tease people when the rain suddenly comes. Clara heard her heart was sad, ran into an empty porch, sat down, tears still flowing... lonely, cold, and pitiful to the extreme.
Clara did not blame him, nor did she blame Sarah. It's all her fault.