A bad day finally ended, and dawn came bringing new faith, and new hope, but there was still somewhere in Clara's body the echo of yesterday's pain, it was stinging and stinging. burning.
Clara with a tired body stepped out of bed, really in no mood to do boring housework, so she just did it through and went to school.
She was a little surprised when Roly came to pick her up. It's very unfair to Roly, he has to wait quite far from her house, waiting for her to come, he dares to appear in front of her door because he doesn't want her to become a topic of discussion and scrutiny from people around. Especially, he didn't want the family members to have an excuse to cause trouble and bully her. So he chose to stand in the distance and wait patiently. Roly had not informed her in advance of his intention to come to pick her up. Because of this, Clara was confused for a while, in the end, unable to betray his heart and sincerely refuse, she obediently got into the car, and had to bother him again.
They still behave with each other normally like the previous days, maybe they hide their true feelings deep inside, not wanting to let the other person feel awkward when facing them.
Just like that, time passed, a winter morning passed, and a leisurely afternoon began. Clara boredly returned home after school, she would go to a part-time job before, and recently visited the hospital, but now she doesn't know where to go, what to do to kill her free time. Clara also has no intention of getting a part-time job while waiting for the application to be completed. With heavy legs, she climbed straight up to her room, assuming that everything was going, as usual, no one was home at this moment, only herself, the usual reason, this time. She is still with some of my friends, Hana is hanging around, shopping, or walking around with her friends, and Sarah is probably now clinging to Zane to increase her trust in him.
However, the change, who would have thought the suddenness that Sarah brought to Clara was beyond imagination, Clara had just reached her door when Sarah opened the door and walked out of her room.
Face to face, their eyes were fixed on each other.
What the hell is going on? Why did Sarah come out of her room?
Sarah was a bit alarmed when she discovered her behavior. But she quickly put on a nonchalant face.
Clara frowned at her suspiciously. In the end, she was the one who started the argument.
"Who gave you the right to freely enter other people's rooms, what are your intentions?"
"Dry." She coldly snorted and replied, "What, which room is yours? Don't forget this room is nothing more than a storage room. I go in to get a few things that I need to use where I have no obligation to ask your permission. "
The excuse sounds great! She said it was not wrong, her room was originally a warehouse. Also, the concept of privacy had long since ceased to exist when she lived with these ignorant people under the same roof. That's why she had no reason to make it difficult for her anymore.
Wait a minute! She mentioned some items.
Things? Which item? Suddenly the two black gems changed their positions, moving down to Sarah's hand. Clara was extremely upset. What is this? What's up with Sarah's hand? Why is she holding her things in her hand? Strangely, she took the costume, the mask, and one shoe, the other was at Roly's place. It's all hers. What did Sarah use those for?
Skip unanswered questions. Clara felt her chest ache, it was hot, and from the bottom of her stomach began to rumble and soon a wave of great anger rose.
"How dare you touch these things on your own, quickly bring them back."
Clara reached out to take back what was in Sarah's hand, but she quickly dodged it.
The four eyes glared at each other with murderous intent.
"What's yours? I got these from the warehouse."
"It's mine, put it back in its place."
Clara showed her explosive anger, her face burning, two flames flickering in her eyes. Sarah was a little surprised by her rage, but she still didn't give in. Her eyes were tired from seeing how her hands were dancing. There was more reason to be upset, she shouted loudly.
"You give someone orders? Lies! Do you dare to forget your own destiny? You are nothing more than a child in this house. Anything in this house belongs to the family. It's up to me what I want to do with them, don't post your opinions here."
"I don't care what you do with your things, but These are mine and I won't allow you to take them out of this room."
Clara was determined not to give in.
"Looks like these old, tattered things are important to you?"
Looking at her respectful and worried attitude, she was made by the country: "In that case, I have to take them away. See what you can do to me?"
Sarah proudly challenged her, she just finished her words, her arm raised high about to strike her with an ear, her eyes were wide, and her face was challenging to see if she dared to hit her, but fortunately, Clara restrained herself in time. Okay. Seeing her hand dangling hesitantly, she added a few more provoking words.
"You can do it, if you have the guts, hit me. Hit me!"
The trembling hand slowly returned to the shape of a fist, and she slowly lowered it. Try to control emotions you shouldn't have.
"What are you afraid of? You were so aggressive just now." She just wanted her to hit her, seeing that she could control it, she was not satisfied.
Sarah failed miserably, the chess game could not defeat her. Returning to her composure, she demanded an explanation. At least she should speak clearly, ask her permission properly, and then take her things away.
"What do you use these for?"
"That's my business. You don't have to care. Just know I'll keep them for now. You can rest assured I'll take good care of them. No damage at all."
There were many thoughts in her mind about this action of Sarah, but she still could not come to a clear conclusion, but surely what she did was not good. And most of all, she didn't want to make her do bad things. As a merit to helping her, she needed to stop her until the end.
"What right do you have to take them away? Stealing in broad daylight is illegal. If you don't want to get involved with the law, put them back in place, hurry up."
Sarah thought she'd given up no wonder she was tough to the end. She flinched a little when she heard the word law. Getting involved with the law will be troublesome. She hesitated, then suddenly changed her attitude to gentleness.
"Why do you have to insist on keeping these things that are not worth it? In fact, these things are useless to you now. They are just trash now, there is no need to hold on to them. Better let me go."
Useless? Clara was a little unhappy, how dare she say that her mother's memento is something of no value.
"Then what do you use this useless thing for? What good is it to you?"
"For you, it's different, but for me, it's different. I have work to do now. I'll pay you back when I'm done."
Finally, she left the room. But Clara doesn't allow it.
"Give it back."
"Release."
The two sides struggled fiercely, no one gave up, the mask and shoe fell to the floor, while Clara grabbed the hem of her skirt and pulled it towards her while she insisted on holding on to the top of the skirt. No one is willing to give up. Finally, she sounded the alarm when victory was about to be in her favor.
"If you don't let go, it'll tear. You don't want that to happen to your precious dress, do you? Won't let go."
Sarah shouted. The tug of the dress pulled Clara's knees to the floor. The clenched fist slowly loosened until Sarah pulled the whole dress toward her. She lost her balance and almost fell backward. Her legs wobbled before she stood up, she glared, just wanted to rush to her and beat her up for the crime of arguing with her.
Clara was forced to let go not because she was weak, but because she felt sorry for her, not wanting her mother's dress to be torn. She smiled scornfully, bent down to pick up two things from the floor, lay next to where Clara was sitting, then let her sit on the floor, carefree returning to her room with her vile victory.
Clara was once again vulnerable to Sarah. Clara really wanted to strangle Sarah with her golden necklace! But that thought was quickly dispelled, after all, she was not someone like her who could do shameful things. Standing up, Clara returned to her room.
Her stuff would be fine as long as it was still valuable for Sarah to use. Clara knew well what her human nature was like.
After a while she crept into Clara's room again, without knocking on the door, she just burst in. She was sitting on a chair trying to finish her assigned homework. Clara looked up to see the door outside the room swing open, upset inside as it slammed back against the wall. It was just that she was upset inside, but on the outside, she always kept the same calm expression as before.
Her indifference and calm as if nothing had happened made her angry that she could not torment her.
"Pretending to be a jerk? Let's see how long you can stay indifferent?" Sarah put on her sour, hateful sneer again.
Clara grimaced, and casually asked: "What's the matter again? Why do you keep clinging to me like a leech?"
Clara raised her eyebrows questioningly as Sarah stood at the door, determined to speak to her clearly, since when did she have an interest in this warehouse, going in and out, arbitrarily according to her personal preferences. , regardless of the politeness of a human being. Probably since she found out about Zane. Noticing her tense gaze, her beautiful face became serious and determined.
"I don't want you to have anything to do with Zane anymore." She hissed as she slammed her fist on the door. It's a stupid act that doesn't suddenly hurt your hand.
"Did you hear that?" Sarah added emphatically, slamming the door behind her with the same force as opening it. Then move closer to her. She threw the bag of envelopes on the table, causing her to glance quickly.
After a while, Clara slowly exhaled.
"What's with that attitude? Everything you're doing isn't progressing as expected?" Clara gently teased her.
Sarah was a little annoyed by the rebuke, she grimaced at her. - Unfortunately, it's not as you want, everything is going very smoothly, he has no doubt, even suggested that the two families meet to move forward.
Sarah could see a slight wavering in her eyes, indicating that she was angry inside. She was overjoyed when she successfully counterattacked. To see how she will? Probably very jealous and resentful, what she said should have belonged to her.
Nothing is right with her. Clara caught her cards too easily.
"Congratulations. What do you want from me? Miss Sarah Thomas."
The sarcastic gesture she gave her was the most contempt she had ever shown.
Sarah was a little amused, although sarcastic, and she liked the way Clara was called.
Clara didn't really believe a word she said, But, from the way Sarah entered and the triumphant attitude, Clara got the feeling that the meeting had gone beyond the so-called formality. She couldn't deny her feelings.
"I hope you didn't do those things you shouldn't have? Because you know, from two months of working as Zane's special caretaker, he's a very strict man, himself. not one to easily accept the flattery and seduction of others."
It's not that she blames him, being the young master of a family that is both rich and famous, surrounded by so many girls, they are all beautiful, prestigious families, he has to be surrounded by many people. Having been in a relationship with and meeting many girls before, he knows a lot of different girls, so he has very little time to forgive someone's mistakes. She really hoped Sarah would do something wrong. Though she knows the thought is evil, Clara can't control her revenge with the bad thoughts that will befall Sarah, she has to admit she's a bit more evil than she used to be.
"No! not at all! Thank God! I didn't do anything wrong to make you gloat." Sarah smiled wryly.
Clara shrugged: "If that's the case, what else would make you worry about finding me to cause trouble?" Clara added when she saw Sarah still looking at her.
"Yes, yes. You are a ticking time bomb, a danger I need to watch out for and deal with immediately."
"Really? I didn't do anything to you, nothing to be afraid of." Clara sighed softly, a little satisfied, at least she made her lose sleep and eat to keep an eye on her every move.
"Come on, let's be honest, who knows what's going on in your head? You can beat me up any time you want."
"Aren't you confident that you can crush me? What's wrong, that confidence is gone, are you here to threaten me again? Sorry, those threats have no effect on me no, so you've wasted your time. What are you going to use? Just kill me if that's what you want or don't expect you to live in peace in the days to come."
"It really is." Sarah admitted while continuing to stare at her: "So I'm here to make a deal with you."
"Agreement? You know what, I'm not interested."
"You haven't heard me yet." Sarah reprimanded slowly.
"You don't have to say anything, what you want to say is clearly on your face and in the envelope lying on the table."
Clara looked at the table and then at her.
Sarah looked at her as her expression echoed her intention of coming in.
"What do you think now? Threats won't work, and bribes won't work. If you want to kill me, then do it. If it makes you feel good, then do it. If not, don't do anything. , live a good life. Unless..."
"Unless...?"
"She knelt down and begged me."
"Forget about it, there's never going to be a time when I'm on my knees begging you."
She shouted angrily, regaining her advantage in not letting her hold her head.
"So it's over." She ignored her and continued what she was doing unfinished.
"What are you going to do in the end?" She prefers to scream instead of gently asking. It was that attitude that made Clara unhappy, so she wanted to provoke her for fun.
"Why should I tell you?"
"If you do anything bad or ruin my good, you definitely won't be able to leave me alone. I'll make you lose everything. And most of all, you won't be able to leave here."
"It doesn't matter what you say, I'll still leave here." Clara quickly stood up: "Obviously there's no reason for me to hang around here anymore, except to see how pathetic you are."
Clara grinned, "So get out of my room immediately."
Clara went to the door, politely opened the door, and invited her out.
Sarah frowned in suspicion, her attitude very clear, and invited her to leave immediately, without further exploiting, she turned to take the envelope on Clara's desk before leaving to go to her room on the far side. opposite Clara's room.
Before leaving the room she informed her of shocking news.
"Hurry up and clean the house. Prepare your dinner well, tonight there will be a very special guest visiting. You will surely be surprised."
Ha ha ha, her ghastly laughter echoed outside Clara's wing that had just closed.
Guest? Who is this?