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The person who opened the door was Lena, the housekeeper of the villa, and the biological mother of Zoe and me. However, when I was ten years old, she abandoned me and my seriously ill father and remarried with Zoe. Since then, Zoe was no longer my sister, but started to bully me.

Lena walked out, closed the door behind her, and said with her hands on her hips, "Zoe is in there, I won't let you go in and ruin their good thing!" She confidently created conditions for Zoe to take the position.

In the past, I would have asked why. We were all born from the same womb, what did I do wrong to be treated differently? But now, I understand that there is no reason for favoritism.

I said coldly, "Get out of the way." This was the first time I disobeyed her, and Lena's eyes widened in surprise.

"How dare you disobey me, little bitch!" she yelled, trying to stop me.

I ignored her and tried to open the door past her. However, as soon as the door opened, I felt a sharp pain in my scalp. Lena grabbed my hair and smashed my head against a copper ornament nearby.

There was a loud thump in the empty hall, and a stream of warm liquid slid down the corner of my eye. I finally knew where Zoe learned all the tricks to bully me from - mother and daughter are exactly the same.

I stood up and prepared to fight back, but Zoe rushed out at some point, holding Lena in her arms and said in horror: "Sister, what are you doing !"

“No matter how much you dislike me or how much you resent me, just target me and don’t hurt my mother!” Zoe cried as if she was the victim.

I looked at her, filled with anger and disappointment. At this moment, Kevin snatched the vase from my hand and stood in front of Zoe to prevent me from hurting her.

He looked at me in disbelief: " Linn , that's enough ! What's wrong with you tonight ?"

"Zoe said she had something to tell you, so I brought her home. We didn't do anything, so don't mess around !" Kevin tried to explain, but the lipstick marks on the corners of his mouth betrayed his lies.

I looked at him, and my heart suddenly turned cold. I opened my collar to reveal my scar, and said with tears in my eyes, "Kevin, didn't you always want to know who bullied me? Now I'm telling you, it's Zoe! Do you still want to protect her?"

I thought Kevin would do me justice, even if he had only a second of regret. However, he didn't. He didn't even frown, and immediately yelled at me: "Linn, I didn't expect you to say anything to gain sympathy!"

"What I said is true..." I tried to defend myself.

" Enough ! Shut up !" He roared, and the vase in his hand was thrown out and hit at my feet.

He licked his lower lip nervously, ready to step forward to explain: "I didn't mean it..."

But at this moment, Zoe covered her face and ran out. Seeing this, Lena hurriedly said, "Kevin, go check on Zoe, I'm afraid she will do something stupid!"

Kevin raced twice for Zoe, risking his life, so of course he would chase her out. But this time, he seemed to hesitate. But it was only for a moment. "Wait for me at home." Kevin finally said this and left in a hurry.

Lena looked at Kevin's disappearing back and smiled very proudly: " I will tell Zoe what she wants to say to you. The mistress of this villa will be changed soon. If you know what's good for you, get out of here quickly! Don't be kicked out then, it will be shameful !"

I sneered and kicked her out without giving in. "Then wait until she, the mistress, takes over!" I slammed the door shut, isolating Lena's cursing outside.

I leaned against the door and slowly slid to the ground. Looking at everything in this room, I realized at this moment that nothing seemed to belong to me. On the table were lilies that Zoe liked, the decoration was in the Nordic style that Zoe liked, and even the studio that I couldn't enter was full of Zoe 's portraits.

For seven years, I have been numbing myself, letting myself accept and wait. But in the end, all I got was Kevin 's "explanation". I hugged my knees and shed tears silently. At this time, my phone received a message from Kevin's mother , asking me when I planned to go abroad.

This time, I typed four words without hesitation: "The sooner the better."