Everyone said that I was Dean's simp.

I drank for him, put out his cigarettes, and took care of him in every way.

Dean mocked me in front of everyone, hugging other girls in front of me.

Until he brought the girl who had bullied me home and I disappeared completely.

But he seemed to be crazy, trembling all over.

"Why have you never loved me?"

"I look exactly like him. Why did you leave me?"

After drinking a bottle of XO wine, I felt a burning pain in my stomach. The scene in front of me began to spin, and I almost couldn't stand still.

There were several bottles of wine on the table.

In order to find Dean, I ran for a whole day. I leaned against the table and couldn't help retching. I pinched my thigh to keep myself awake.

A mocking voice came to my ears.

"Didn't you say you would drink it for me? That's it?"

Dean sat lazily in the middle of the private room, hugging other girls, looking at me with disdain.

The tall shadow gave me a sense of oppression, and a chill ran through my body.

He raised the bottle again, and I rushed over to stop him.

"You can't drink anymore!"

"Edward won't feel at ease if you hurt yourself like this!"

Edward once said that he had let Dean down.

And I would make it up to him for you.

Dean suddenly shook me off. His playful expression was tinged with anger and his voice was hoarse.

“Edward, Edward! You only know my brother!”

"Then why are you following me all day long?"

I pursed my lips and said nothing.

Dean sneered and poured the wine over my head, staring at me.

I stood rooted to the spot and didn't struggle.

"It's a pity that such good wine was splashed on a bitch like her." The bar girl looked at XO wine on the ground with slight distress.

Dean seemed to have realized something and nodded. He stared at me and smiled.

"Then lick it off. Anyway, you're a dog to me."

I looked at his familiar face in disbelief, almost unable to breathe.

His face, which used to be my favorite, was now full of hatred for me.

Dean grabbed my hair and forced me to look into his eyes.

"What are you waiting for? You don't want to? You can pretend to be aloof, and I'll help you."

Dean took off my short-sleeved shirt forcefully, leaving only the bra on my body.

I immediately covered my face, shamed and shocked.

Dean stepped on my T-shirt and filled it with wine. The women pressed down on me, pried open my mouth, and poured the wine into my mouth.

"No!"

The laughter rose and fell, but I couldn't hear anything. I could only see their mouths.

My hearing aid was knocked to the ground while I was struggling. It was bought by Edward, so it couldn't be thrown away.

Dean seemed to have had enough fun and sneered.

"With your figure, who would want to look at you? You look so pitiful all day long. It's disgusting!"

"Don't bother me again in the future, or I'll take off more than just your clothes!"

"I'm not my brother. I won't be fooled by you! I don't have the habit of picking up stray dogs on the side of the road..." Dean narrowed his eyes and his expression turned completely cold. He stared at me with a gloomy gaze. "...Especially an ungrateful dog who will bite."

I couldn't hear it, but I could still capture the hatred in Dean's deep eyes.

Yes, not only did he hate me, but I also hate myself to the extreme!

I was the one who got his brother hurt!

It's all my fault, Edward!

It was all my fault!

"What are you doing?"

Linda, who rushed over and hugged me, who was trembling all over.

"Well, it's all her fault!"

"She owes me and my brother!"

Dean sneered, kicked away the wine bottles scattered on the ground, and turned to leave.

I looked at the familiar back and was about to leave. I didn't care about the dizziness and intense stomachache.

"Don't go... Let's go home, it's time to go home... Please..."

My hoarse voice did not make Dean stay. Instead, it made Linda excited.

She shook my body hard and roared word by word.

I couldn't hear her at all, but I understood what she was saying.

"Selina, he's not Edward!"

"He looks exactly like Jason, but he's a snake!"

"Edward is not here!"

Trembling all over, I struggled to find the hearing aid on the ground with tears streaming down my face.

Ignoring the glass shards and stains all over the floor, I finally found it in the corner of the sofa.

I wiped it clean, put it back on, and forced a smile.

"I know Edward isn't here, but I can't lose the things he sent me, or he'll be worried."

Linda couldn't hold it in any longer and roared at me.

‘"Are you crazy?"

"Your Edward is dead!"

"He is dead!"

In an instant, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.

I clutched my chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. My head buzzed.

The blood seemed to have flowed from Edward's head that day...

Before the car accident, Edward was still full of smiles and wanted to take me to the beach to travel and get married.

As for me, I lowered my head and was choosing a hotel.

He was the first to discover the truck coming at high speed.

I was supposed to die, but he held me tightly in his arms.

That day, I cried and held on tightly to his sleeve, as if he could stay.

Until the moment he closed his eyes, he forced a smile. "Don't be afraid, I'm just going to sleep for a while."

The scene of that day was like a nightmare. Whenever I thought of it, my tears would fall like it was raining.

I couldn't hold on any longer and fell to the ground powerlessly.

Edward passed away.

No one loved me anymore.

In a daze, I seemed to see his tall figure again. I reached out to grab him.

"Edward, wait for me... wait for me to pay you back with my life. I'll find you."

When I woke up again, I was already in the narrow nanny's room of the Watson family.

"I think it was Linda who sent me back."

Ever since something happened to Edward, Dean, who had a heart problem, was the only one left in the Watson family.

His illness was also what Edward was most worried about when he was alive.

For this reason, I followed him all day long, taking care of him, cooking soup for him, drinking for him and putting out the cigarettes for him.

But he still hated me the most.

He drank more, smoked more, and didn't go home at night...

It seemed that he was unwilling to give up until his body was damaged.

I knew that he was just trying to escape from reality.

I forced myself to check the time and jumped up in an instant.

It was time for dinner! I opened the door in a hurry.

In the next moment, my heart instantly constricted, my pupils dilated, and the blood in my entire body seemed to have been frozen.

It was not because Dean was intimate with the woman he brought back!

I was not surprised that this woman was the one who used to bully me!

It was Dean's outfit!

He wasn't nearsighted, but at the moment he was wearing a pair of gold-framed glasses and had changed his punk style into a white shirt.

It was just like how Edward was in college.

I found it hard to believe that he didn't do it on purpose.

The girl pretended to be surprised and asked, "Dean, who is this girl? She looks so familiar."

Dean gently stroked her head.

My heart ached as if it had been stabbed by thousands of needles.

Dean was very smart. He knew how to make me suffer.

"She's the nanny at home. Leave all the dirty work to her."

She pouted and held my hand. I shivered subconsciously.

"I like her as soon as I see her. Can I ask her to take care of me in the future?" She said to Dean coquettishly.

Dean narrowed his eyes and reached out to pinch her cheek affectionately.

"I'll listen to you. Lina, let her help you tidy up your room."

My hand suddenly tightened.

Lina was my nickname.

It was how Edward called me!

I nodded numbly and went into the master bedroom to clean up.

She followed me in, showed who she was and wiped her hand with a wet tissue in disgust.

"What bad luck. How can trash like you work as a nanny in such a place?"

She had a condescending look on her face.

The smell of cigarettes that should have lingered in her memory had been covered by the inferior perfume.

But her familiar face and familiar movements still made me tremble unconsciously.

She was my nightmare!

Back then, I could barely make a living by picking up garbage.

When Elina, the school bully, saw this, she directly led people to surround me, forced me to eat garbage, scalded me with cigarette butts, and robbed me of the money for selling waste.

Just because I was a bastard that no one wanted... I could be bullied at will.

My memory was interrupted by a burst of pain in my body. I covered the right side of my face that had been slapped by her.

"You can't react until I hit you. You're really a bitch." Elina pointed at my nose and cursed fiercely.

She grabbed my ear tightly and warned me.

"If you dare to mention the past in front of Dean, I will definitely not let you off!"

I nodded in a daze.

"Selina, don't you know how to cook for me?"

While I was cleaning Elina's room, Dean's furious voice suddenly came from the dining room.

I was stunned.

Usually, I would cook a big table of his favorite dishes, but he didn't even look at them.

There were even a few times when I knocked them over and picked up the food on the ground.

Why did he suddenly...

I didn't have time to think and ran to the kitchen while Elina was frowning.

I quickly made a table full of dishes.

When they sat down, the porridge and side dishes for myself were still warm.

"You, peel the crabs for me!"

She arrogantly stopped me from entering the kitchen again.

I looked at Dean's cold eyes and began to peel the crab silently.

"Dean, thank you for preparing so many dishes for me."

She turned to look at Dean and kissed him shyly on the cheek.

Dean was obviously a little stunned. His cheeks and ears were flushed. It was rare to see such an innocent look.

In a trance, it seemed to be Edward snuggling up with another woman.

I froze on the spot.

However, my hand was accidentally pierced by the crab pincers. She snorted and complained, "You can't even do this? Fortunately, it was you who was stabbed. You can't even afford if you stab me!"

Dean casually raised his eyes, put down the chopsticks in his hand, and smiled meaningfully. "She's right. Then I'll punish you to swallow this crab leg. Don't chew it."

I frowned. Did he even know what he was talking about?

"It's just a cut in the throat. Worse, it will cause stomach bleeding." He said lightly, "It doesn't matter. I have money. Even if you die, I have money to compensate you."

I was so angry that I even laughed.

He paid no attention to it, and his cold eyes sparkled with provocation.

"You can either eat this crab leg or let Carrie eat it. Pick one."

As soon as he said that, I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.

Carrie was the nanny of the Watson family and had taken care of them for many years.

While Dean was torturing me, she spoke up for me several times.

Now that Dean wanted to threaten me with Carrie, he knew that I wouldn't be able to bear it...

The bitch covered her mouth and giggled.

I took a deep breath and clenched my fists.

The next moment, I made up my mind. I picked up the crab leg and stuffed it into my mouth in a fit of pique.

No matter how well he pretended, I would no longer be in a trance, because Edward's love for me had always been warm and sincere.

He would never let me suffer even the slightest grievance.

On the other hand, Dean was just a devil.

There was a sharp pain in my throat, and my mouth was instantly filled with the smell of blood. Every time I swallowed, I felt as if I was suffering.

A dark red flush seeped out of the tightly shut corner of my mouth.

Dean frowned. He had only wanted to make things difficult for me, but he hadn't expected me to go all out.

I could hold my head high and endure all the sufferings in the world as long as no one had given me a trace of warmth.

But Edward, who had once warmed me, was gone now.

Instead, it was the devil, Dean, who brought me endless pain!