"Get out!"

Then, the door in front of me slammed shut with a loud bang, shaking the walls.

I silently wiped away the tears on my face and sat on the edge of the bed, holding my stomach as I took a while to recover.

I have a stomach condition and I drank a lot last night.

This morning, I was awakened by the pain.

I went to the hospital and after the examination, the doctor told me I had some gastric bleeding, but it wasn't serious and I didn't need to be hospitalized. I just needed to be more careful with my daily routine from now on.

It was raining outside. The doctor glanced out the window and reminded me, “You’re dressed too lightly. Have someone from home come to pick you up.”

I nodded and after going downstairs, I called Noah.

“Noah, can you come to the hospital and take me home?”

Upon hearing this, Noah let out a cold laugh, his tone dripping with mockery. “What are you doing at the hospital, Gyna? Are you trying to feign sympathy for me?”

“Because of your so-called good deed, Megan has a high fever that won’t go down. I’m busy right now, so if you have any dignity, you’ll come back by yourself. If you can’t make it back, just go to the morgue instead.”

After saying that, Noah hung up the phone.

I stared at my phone for a long time, unable to come to my senses.

Megan had been in the bathroom all night and the cold air had made her run a high fever. But why did he say it was my good deed?

I couldn't understand and I felt a bit aggrieved.

I held back my tears and called Yale.

The phone rang for quite a while before it connected, but it was a woman’s voice on the other end.

“Yale hasn’t reached out to you, so could you please stop bothering him?”

As I scrolled through my contacts, I came across the entry labeled "Dad."

I couldn't quite remember whose contact that was. Was it Mr. Jill?

Mr. Jill and Mrs. Jill were away on a trip and they probably wouldn’t be back for at least ten days to half a month.

I dialed Mr. Jill's number. He could notify the family driver to come and pick me up.

“Mr. Jill, it’s pouring rain outside. Could you ask the driver to come to the hospital and take me home?”

There was a long silence on the other end before he finally responded with a hesitant “Mm. Which hospital are you at?”

I noticed that the voice sounded a bit different.

The place where Mr. Jill was traveling seemed really nice; even his voice sounded younger.

I told him the name of the hospital and he hung up the phone.

As I scrolled further down my contacts, I found another entry labeled "Mr. Jill."

Did he have two numbers?

I was stunned for a moment before suddenly recalling who the contact labeled "Dad" belonged to.

A black car stopped in front of me.

I looked up to see a Porsche at the hospital entrance.

The window rolled down, revealing a face that had a bit of a rogue charm.

"Come on, Mr. Jill is here to take you home."

After getting into the car, I angrily changed the contact name in my phone to Miles Newton.

Miles observed everything but only smiled.

The Newton family had close ties with the Jill Family, yet Miles never got along with the two Jill brothers.

Although I was just raised by Mrs. Jill, I couldn't escape the consequences.

Not long ago, I was kidnapped by Miles. He used me to threaten Noah.

“Get down on your knees and bow three times and I’ll let you go.”

When Noah heard I was kidnapped, his tone didn’t show any emotion.

“After you collect the ransom, remember to bury her far away.” After saying this, he blocked Miles.

I stared at Miles for two days and no one from the Jill Family came to help me.

In those two days, I ate two roasted chickens and five pig's trotters, thinking that if I were to die, I might as well die full.

Miles clicked his tongue. “Well, after raising you for over ten years, even a dog would have some reaction.”

After I finished eating, I looked at him nervously. “Um…can I just be euthanized?” I heard that it wouldn’t hurt.

Miles took my phone, played around with it for a bit and then gave it back to me with his contact information saved.

He even changed his name in my contacts to “Dad.”

Since I was Noah and Yale's sister, this arrangement sort of allowed me to benefit from them.

“From now on, when you’re around Noah and Yale, you have to call me ‘Brother.’”

It was just out of a childish sense of revenge, as if this would make Yale and Noah feel uncomfortable.

I quietly sighed.

Forget about calling him brother.

Even if I called him Dad, they wouldn’t look at me properly, nor would they have any reaction.

Miles didn't kill me and even sent me home.

Just like now.

I felt a bit teary-eyed and, as I got out of the car, I sincerely complimented him, “Actually, you’re quite a nice person.”

I sniffed and asked him, “Do you want to come over to the Jill Family for a visit?”

While I was talking to Miles, he kept looking behind me, his gaze a bit frightening.

After a long while, he finally replied to me.

“No, someone doesn’t welcome me.”

I turned to look behind me and saw Yale. He seemed to have just returned and there was someone else in the car.

That woman was also staring at me.

I suddenly realized that this woman had very similar features to mine.

Before I could take a closer look, Yale had already gotten out of the car and said to the person inside, “You can go first; I’m not coming over tonight.”

The car window closed and the woman obediently drove away.

Yale had the same carefree smile on his face as always. “Wow, when did you and Miles become so close?”

Noah appeared out of nowhere. He glanced at me and, without waiting for a response, said to himself, “It’s raining outside; let’s talk inside.”

Megan was also standing at the door, dressed in soft and comfortable loungewear, which seemed to be my clothes.

Noah explained, “Megan had a high fever. When I was taking her home, I found out that her house had been broken into, so it’s not safe. She’ll stay here until we find her a new place.”

Megan linked her arm with mine, looking very intimate.

Noah’s gaze was cold and filled with pressure, making me uncomfortable whenever it fell on me. I asked, “Where does she live?”

Noah replied, “In your room. The guest rooms are on the shady side and a bit cold. Since Megan isn’t feeling well, it’s not suitable for her to stay over there.”

I felt like something was stuck in my throat, making it hard to swallow and it brought tears to my eyes."What about me?"

"You'll stay in the guest room."

I wanted to ask why, but before I could speak, Noah seemed already impatient. "You threw a tantrum last night and locked Megan in the bathroom for the whole night. Now you show no shame, neither apologizing nor making amends. Gyna, it’s already very kind of me not to kick you out."

I understood every single word, but when put together, I found it hard to comprehend. "I didn’t do any of that!"

Noah stared at me calmly. “Can your words be trusted?”

Those few words made my rebuttal feel powerless.

Just like the love letter from before, the situation with Megan felt the same.

After holding back my tears all day, I could no longer contain them.

I lowered my head, pulled my hand away from Megan’s and lifted my foot to go upstairs.

As I separated from Megan, a box fell to the floor with a clatter.

Megan picked it up. “Gyna, you dropped this.”

When Noah saw what it was, his expression turned completely dark.

Yale’s face stiffened for a moment. Although he was smiling, there was nothing friendly about his eyes.

What had fallen on the ground was a box of opened condoms.