"I’m leaving with nothing, I won’t take a share of the Harris family’s assets." Iris Harris said calmly, "Mr. Harris, please sign as soon as possible."
"Dad, I..."
"You’re not my dad." Iris Harris interrupted him, seemingly sowhat annoyed, "We are not related by blood. Please sign quickly, I don’t want to stay here."
She has no father.
She was originally an orphan.
Originally just a lonely person.
Now she’s just returning to how she was before.
No difference.
"..."
Mr. Harris was silent for a while, then picked up the two docunts and carefully looked them over. Iris Harris smiled sarcastically. Even now, he still worried she might sabotage the docunts.
Mr. Harris finished reviewing the docunts before picking up a pen to sign his na.
"Thank you for your guidance over the years, goodbye."
Iris Harris took the docunts and turned to leave.
"Iris..." Mr. Harris looked at Iris Harris’s departing figure with a complicated expression.
"..."
"If you ever encounter difficulties in the future, rember to co find dad...find ."
Iris Harris didn’t stop, she continued on her way.
What difficulties would there be in the future?
The most difficult thing would be nothing more than death.
And what’s so frightening about death?
It’s clearly more challenging to live.
She laughed self-mockingly, holding the docunts as she went downstairs.
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After finishing everything, she walked out of the Harris Clan and found a park bench to sit on.
The early sumr weather is very warm.
She leaned against the back of the bench, looking up at the sky.
Severing ties with the Harris family, she felt very peaceful inside.
Perhaps she had given up long ago, just holding onto one last shred of hope.
After all, before Viola Harris ca, they were kind to her too.
So she deceived herself, thinking that they still had feelings for her, just not as strong as for Viola Harris.
When Mada Harris demanded she be swapped with Viola Harris, when Mr. Harris turned away from her pleading gaze, she felt dazed, realizing it was all a dream.
Throughout her life, she had never been loved.
In the end, no one loved her.
But it didn’t matter. Even if that was the case, all this would soon be over.
Iris Harris quietly thought, in the quiet park, occasionally children would run by, playing noisily. She raised her hand to rest on her belly, where there was no longer any sign of life.
Everything was over.
Whether it was the child she longed for or the love she chased for most of her life.
Everything had ended.
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Iris Harris stayed on the bench until nightfall, then slowly stood up to take a cab back to the Hyde Residence.
Lady Hyde and the others had finished dinner, Lady Hyde was strolling in the garden, Brandan Hyde was sitting on the sofa watching financial news, everything seed normal, as if the incidents of yesterday never happened.
Iris Harris walked straight in, Brandan Hyde called out to her: "Iris..."
Iris Harris didn’t stop, as if she hadn’t heard him.
Brandan Hyde had to stand up and grab her, "Why won’t you listen to !"
His tone was sowhat dissatisfied.
Iris Harris stopped walking, turned her head to look at him, Brandan Hyde felt her eyes were extrely dark, so dark without a trace of light, always reminding him of how she looked at him in his dreams.
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