The man was slightly startled and instinctively called her: "Daisy..."
Daisy Ginger’s eyes gradually beca glazed over, and she slowly lowered her head. Tears, pooled in her eyes, began to fall.
They splashed onto the cold, tiled floor.
"Why did you deceive ?" Her voice was very soft, "You should know, the thing I despise the most in my life is deceit."
Her entire life was composed of lies and waiting.
In her youth, the father she adored most deceived her by keeping a mistress and having a daughter the sa age as her;
Later, Lady Stephens deceived her to save her only son;
And now, this man before her had deceived her twice.
She trusted him so much, yet he had deceived her once again.
Unforgivable.
Unpardonable.
She was always a woman spoiled beyond asure, unable to tolerate even a speck of dust in her eyes. For his sake, she forgave Lady Stephens for her previous deceit, and over the years, she hadn’t even visited her father’s grave once.
She witnessed Alice Lesser’s downfall with her own eyes, resolute not to let herself end up in the sa situation. She tried hard to stay sober, refusing to let anyone deceive her.
But because it was him, she compromised.
She felt that all her suffering over the years had turned into a huge joke.
And a joke is only funny because she was the joke itself.
She hadn’t made any progress over the years, which is why people thought they could deceive her.
Because she would forgive.
Is it knowing her heart softens for him that gave him the courage to hurt her again and again?
"... No matter what the reason, I won’t forgive you anymore."
Daisy Ginger shook her head, then she raised her hand and wiped her face forcefully. She released Erin Ginger’s hand and turned to walk out of the hospital room.
If she stayed in the room any longer, she feared she might lose control and actually stab Edward Stephens.
"Mommy!"
Erin Ginger called out to her in panic and chased after her, but how could a child’s pace keep up with an adult’s? In the blink of an eye, Daisy Ginger had disappeared from his sight.
He stood anxiously in the hallway; the glaring white fluorescent light above his head made his little face look pale.
Mommy...
Was angry.
Mommy...
Didn’t want him anymore.
He stood dumbfounded in the hallway, his small face showing the first hints of helpless fear.
*
Daisy Ginger walked out of the hospital in one breath, continuing along until she reached an unfamiliar street. Only then did her boiling emotions begin to calm down.
Her whole body was sweaty, and her palms were covered with cold sweat. With the wind, her clothes clung to her skin, making her feel chilly all over.
Leaning against a tree on the sidewalk, she panted for breath, without needing to look, she knew how disheveled she must appear at that mont.
But perhaps the most unsightly was the life she had been living all these years.
She couldn’t go back and recall, nor dare she recall how many people were watching her make a fool of herself.
Edward Stephens hadn’t lost his mory; he knew that Coco was a man. Everyone knew, except her. She was the only one kept in the dark, acting like a lunatic, crying, shaking, and dragging Erin Ginger around the world. Thinking her life was so carefree, yet wasn’t he at her beck and call?
In all the years she had known him, was there ever even one mont she hadn’t been manipulated by him?
Perhaps she shouldn’t have agreed to be with him in the first place; she thought she was smart, but in the eyes of truly intelligent people, Daisy Ginger was nothing but a fool easily manipulated.
A simpleton played for a fool, counting money for others after being used.
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