When she was ten years old, the Haynes Family was insolvent and went bankrupt overnight.

At that time, Beatrice fell in love with the young master of the Dolton Family, Harold, who stepped forward to save her.

She boldly pursued love, but he avoided her with various excuses.

“You want to fall in love with me, huh? Don’t you think you are qualified?”

Because of love, Beatrice accepted all the sarcasm.

But until another woman appeared beside Harold, she realized how stupid she was.

She saw with her own eyes that Harold could drive her away for that woman, spend a lot of money at a charity party to snatch things that should belong to her and even abandon her to save that woman’s life.

Later, Beatrice used the first pot of gold to pay the down payment for a small house in the city farthest from Linkon.

Before leaving, she returned the whistle and her love to Harold.

“I wish you happiness. We will never see each other again in this life.”

Later, she took the initiative to hold the hand of another man.

Harold was panicking. He realized belatedly that the little girl who had always loved him had gone far away.

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On New Year’s Eve, Beatrice sat in the emergency room and stared at the TV for a long time. Finally, she made up her mind to use the first pot of money she earned from the internship at Dolton Group to lock in the room number of a small apartment in Akso.

After her repeated instructions, the agency agreed to handle it as soon as possible. It only took two months from the deposit to the move-in.

Not long after, she received a call from Nathaniel.

“Miss Haynes, how can you return the deposit for Sunset Villa? This is the best villa area in Linkon. Mr. Dolton personally called to book the king of the building. How can I explain to Mr. Dolton if you are so ungrateful?”

Beatrice’s eyelids trembled and her thin fingers clenched in her sleeves, but her voice was neither hurried nor slow.

“You are not allowed to interfere with my decision and naturally you don’t need to explain it. I will explain it to Harold myself.”

There was a crackling sound from the other side and the signal was blind.

“No. 323, come and get an IV.”

Beatrice was pulled aside by the nurse unexpectedly and simply turned on the hands-free.

But the moment the needle pierced the skin, she heard a noise and laughter from the other side.

“What are you so proud of? You were kicked out for trying to climb onto Mr. Dolton Group bed. This kind of woman is born to be a lowly person.”

Even the sound of breathing could be heard in the emergency room and Beatrice’s whole body stiffened.

She hurriedly hung up the call, as if a stranger had spied on her secret and her face turned red.

She gasped and before she could sort out this frustrated mood, she saw urgent news broadcast on TV.

A rear-end collision occurred on the Ocean Bridge and the victim was Viola, Harold’s secretary.

Beatrice knew that Harold was protective of his shortcomings.

At that time, he held his secretary Viola’s hand tightly and said word by word that he would not let the hateful perpetrator go.

Viola also looked at her hero with a look of fascination.

Because he always appears when she needed him, protecting her without hesitation.

Even the reporters present couldn’t help but start to share the couple.

He looked at the tenderness in Viola’s eyes, which Beatrice was familiar with.

A long time ago, such preference was only for her.

When she was ten years old, her father was investigated and imprisoned for a project payment and owed billions of debts. At that time, the house was sued and sealed and her mother became insane due to mental breakdown. The Haynes Family, a noble family in Linkon, went bankrupt overnight and the debt collectors were eyeing her covetously and she was alone and almost died on the way to being hunted.

At that time, it was Harold who drove away the creditors with a stick and gave her a home and raised her for another ten years.

She only remembered that under the dim streetlights, Harold held her tightly in his arms and comforted her softly, “You are not alone. I will protect you in the future.”

He took off an exquisite whistle and put it around her neck.

“Blow it and I will be there at any time. Whatever you want.”

Many years later, Beatrice knew that this whistle was a relic of Harold’s deceased mother.

This whistle brought a tacit understanding between Beatrice and him.

Since then, she had become Harold’s favorite.

She was afraid that it would fly away if she held it in her hand and that it would melt if she held it in her mouth.

She knew that as long as she blew it, Harold would be there.

When he was twelve years old, he dragged his sick body to beat the gangsters who surrounded her with bad intentions to death.

When he was fifteen years old, he went to the nearest supermarket with a red face to buy her sanitary napkins.

When he was sixteen years old, he tore up the love letter written by the school grass to her with a sullen face, trapped the little girl in the corner and warned her not to fall in love too early.

When he was seventeen years old, he took charge of the Dolton Group, but still gave up the order of 1 million dollars and patiently took her home after a hangover in the bar.

That night, Beatrice expressed her feelings to him under the influence of alcohol and kissed him boldly.

Harold pushed her away as if he had been electrocuted, his voice as cold as frost.

“What are you doing? You are not even an adult yet. Who did you learn to kiss from!”

He pinched the girl’s chin fiercely and said the most chilling words, “Want to sleep with me, huh? Don’t you even consider whether you are qualified enough!”

He threw the girl into the bathtub with a cold face to sober up.

Heartbroken, she hugged him and shouted aggrievedly, “Harold, you obviously like me and have feelings for me. Why don’t you want to face your true feelings?”

Harold suppressed his emotions and pinched her chin. “How many times have I told you that you are still young and you should call me big brother?”

The girl bit her mouth tightly and was frightened into silence.

But his face became darker and darker and he began to remain silent.

In the end, he didn’t even give her a look and slammed the door and left.

The next day, there was a scandal with a popular movie star.

That night, Beatrice curled up in the cold bathtub for a long time, until the early morning when she finally figured it out and smiled.

Harold thought she was too young.

She looked forward to the days ahead, day and night.

On the day of her coming-of-age ceremony, she received a gift from Harold, a pair of exquisite high heels and the fire in her heart that had been extinguished for a long time was rekindled.

Beatrice dressed up and waited for his arrival with joy.

She couldn’t wait to get an answer from him. “Harold, I’m an adult. I should be qualified to fall in love with you!”

But who knew that her heart would be broken before she said it.

This time, Harold rejected her with his actions.

That night, she saw him appear with Viola, who was younger than her and blocked her in the corner and kissed her.

At this moment, Beatrice finally didn’t want to deceive herself anymore.

She pressed her chest hard and gasped, tears falling in big drops.

Even though there were always women around him, Beatrice was only willing to believe that he was cold and never cared about anyone.

Now she had given up, admitting that she had always been just a whim of his.

Harold had never loved her.

So, she was ready to let go completely.

In front of the camera, Harold and Viola held hands tightly, their eyes affectionate and passionate.

Beatrice pursed her chapped lips and this longing for unattainable love deeply hurt her.

Just the day before yesterday, Harold was photographed going in and out of the hotel with Viola to buy gifts for the elders, suspected to be preparing to meet the parents.

At the beginning of the new year, the bell struck twelve.

Beatrice raised her hand and turned off the TV.

She knew that Harold would bring Viola home for New Year’s Eve dinner tonight.

For the rest of his life, Viola would be the only one by his side.

The wind was a little cool at night.

Beatrice’s face was covered with snot and tears. She had just finished the IV drip and was sniffing her nose when she heard the gossipy screams of the young nurse outside the door.

“He is the one who is in charge of the Dolton Family, right? That man is so gentle and handsome! His girlfriend is the real winner. She was so nervous after just a minor scratch. If I were his girlfriend, I would definitely faint from happiness!”

Beatrice followed the nurse’s gaze.

Harold took off his coat and put it on Viola, then frowned, as if dissatisfied, bent down slightly and walked toward this side with the whole person in his arms.

When their eyes met, Beatrice’s heart still skipped a beat.

She was a little nervous and was about to explain.

But Harold just paused, frowned and passed by as if he didn’t see her.

Beatrice laughed at herself and finally lowered her head again after raising it, holding onto the wall and preparing to walk out.

The huge corridor became silent due to Harold’s appearance.

Her feet were rubbed by her high heels and with every step she took, the corridor echoed with a “click click” sound, which was particularly harsh.

Suddenly Harold stopped, his eyes full of impatience and after looking her up and down, she spoke suddenly. “You’re following me?”

Before Beatrice could react to what he meant, he said the second sentence, “If Sunset Villa has been arranged, you should move in as soon as possible. After all, it’s not convenient now.”

What an inconvenience! Beatrice’s heart trembled. She didn’t want to listen, so she just limped forward.

But when her show of weakness angered Harold, his brows furrowed again.

“It’s really annoying to change the shoes that don’t fit.”

A double entendre.

Beatrice’s face turned as pale as paper in an instant. She knew that Harold was warning her.

She also understood that she would be kicked out of the house sooner or later and she had to make room for her future sister-in-law.

She just didn’t expect it to happen so soon.

She endured the discomfort in her feet, turned around with difficulty and nodded obediently.

“Brother, don’t worry. I will move out as soon as possible. And the shoes that don’t fit... I’ll get rid of them too.”

In the dim corridor, Beatrice shuddered violently, noticed an unfriendly gaze coming from Viola and then lowered her head silently.

She was afraid that her future sister-in-law would misunderstand her, so she still wanted to muster up the courage to tell her that she would never be a stumbling block to Harold’s happiness. She wanted him to be happy, but this happiness had nothing to do with her.

She would leave tactfully, but she didn’t want Harold to misunderstand her.

“Brother, I didn’t follow you. I came here because…”

But her obedience did not satisfy Harold. The only response she got was a cold back and a ruthless voice. “Whatever you want.”

Although Sunset Villa was the most luxurious villa area in Linkon. It was located in a remote suburb, far enough away from him and most importantly, far enough away from his wedding room.

It was charity in appearance, but in reality it was exile.

She didn’t understand how their relationship had come to this point.

He had loved her so much in the past, but now that she showed up in the hospital for no reason, he didn’t even ask a single question.

Beatrice wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes fiercely.

Sometimes she hated herself for being so weak and always crying over such trivial matters.

“But everything is back to square one. I am not allowed to cry!”