I chased Gabriel Stone shamelessly for four years. He was fed up. With a single order, my family fearfully sent me abroad. He said, "I don't care what it takes, just keep her away from me! Otherwise, don't blame me for being ruthless." Drugs, hypnosis, electroshock... These methods were truly effective. I forgot the feeling of loving him. Even my memory of him became blurred. Finally, he relented and allowed me to return to the States. Wherever he appeared, I actively avoided him. Because my mother told me that this god-like man was someone I couldn't afford to offend. Seeing him kissing my sister, I secretly took out my phone to take a picture. His gaze was fierce and cold. Terrified, I shrank into the corner, stammering: "I'm sorry, I just thought... you two looked so perfect together, so shippable..." I don't know why. But the eyes of the man who usually hid his emotions trembled violently. 1 Since returning from Europe, I’ve felt like my brain isn't working right. I spend most of the day sleeping. I think I might be sick. Mom comforted me, saying not to worry. "You've always been a sleepyhead since you were little, unlike your sister who is so disciplined." "It doesn't matter, everyone's constitution is different. If you're sleepy, just sleep." I poured a large cup of black coffee, trying to wake myself up. But it had no effect. I rubbed my temples, feeling distressed, when the front door opened. The butler announced: "Miss Aria has brought Mr. Stone back." Joy immediately surged in Dad and Mom's eyes. Dad eagerly went out to welcome them. Mom was about to follow but suddenly remembered something. She looked at me with difficulty: "Lily, you..." I nodded sensibly: "I know, Mr. Stone doesn't like me." "Sister's engagement is important. I'll go upstairs first. I need to catch up on sleep anyway." Mom looked at me, yawning, with relief. I took a few steps, then suddenly remembered I hadn't taken my coffee cup. Wait, I wanted to try drinking another cup. The moment I turned around, I inadvertently met a cold gaze. Almost instinctively. I forgot the coffee cup and ran for my life. As if running late would cost me my life. I ran into my room and locked the door. Then I braced a table against the door. Only then did my heart, hanging in my throat, settle down. I couldn't explain why, but seeing Gabriel Stone gave rise to an intense emotion: Fear. Mom said this was because Gabriel was a natural-born ruler, and anyone with him would feel oppressed. "Especially a natural weakling like you." Mom told me not to appear in front of Mr. Stone. "Mr. Stone, he doesn't like people who look cute but are actually stupid." "His gaze will only stay on excellent girls like your sister." "What status does the Stone family hold? If we can become related to the Stone family through marriage, it would save us lifetimes of struggle." "Lily, you need to be sensible." I was very sensible. So, every time Gabriel came to our house, I actively avoided him. Mom was very pleased with this and sometimes patted my head. This was the greatest reward for me, and I cherished it very much. So, I never dared to tell Mom. Even if she didn't say it, I would actively avoid Gabriel. His aura was too overwhelming. I felt very uncomfortable. Very suppressed. As if my heart was being squeezed hard by someone. There was also an inexplicable sourness. Laughter came from downstairs. Amidst this laughter, I fell asleep. 2 When I woke up again, the sky was dim. It was already evening. The villa was very quiet. Gabriel must have left. I was hungry. I opened the door, wearing a white princess nightgown, and went downstairs barefoot to find something to eat. The floor was cold, and I felt my brain clear up a tiny bit. I was standing by the kitchen counter heating a slice of bread. The study door suddenly opened. Gabriel, in a sharp suit, walked out of the study. Under the warm yellow light, his contours were more three-dimensional, his figure upright. His features were like a sculpture. Like a god descending with the power of life and death. But he was too cold. His temperament was cold, his eyes were cold. Even the lead-gray cufflinks of his suit gleamed coldly. Separated by the long living room, his gaze fell lightly on me. His thin lips pressed into a straight line. Full of pressure. Almost instantly. I came back to my senses. Holding my head, I squatted under the dining table. Hiding myself clumsily. Sister's light steps flew down the stairs. She ran into Gabriel's arms, hugging his arm and shaking it. "Leaving so soon? You haven't even seen my new stills yet. Stay for dinner, okay?" Sister's temperament had always been distant and cold. But now she showed a young girl's charm, her voice sweet and pleasant. Like a beautiful bird. With bright feathers and a melodious song. Gabriel didn't speak; he looked coldly at me, shivering under the table. Sister's smile fell. She bit her lip and said: "If you're busy, another day is fine too. Let's go, I'll walk you out." Gabriel stood still. The pressure on him was so heavy, as if he wasn't listening to Sister at all. Sister opened her mouth but dared not make a sound. After a long time, he spoke, his voice deep: "Okay, I'll leave after dinner." Surprise crossed Dad and Sister's faces simultaneously. Gabriel curled his lips slightly: "What are you afraid of? Didn't she forget everything?" Gabriel walked to the dining table with his long legs and squatted down. His suit pants outlined the firm lines of his legs. "Lily, do you still recognize me?" I looked up timidly, then lowered my eyes, not daring to meet his gaze. I nodded slowly. But my fingertips and toes suddenly felt a needle-like pain. Like a stress reaction. I screamed. I closed my eyes tightly. Shaking my head desperately. "I don't know you! Don't hit me! I don't know you!" 3 At the dinner table, the atmosphere was weird. Dad and Mom tried hard to liven up the mood. But Gabriel just ate quietly. His posture was noble. He had no intention of speaking. It made Dad and Mom's enthusiasm very awkward. Sister had a dark face and said nothing. I dared not pick up food, only eating small bites of rice. Finally getting through this meal, Dad and Mom seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Watching Gabriel's figure about to leave, I suddenly remembered something and called out to him: "Mr. Stone, wait a moment." Everyone looked at me in surprise. Including Gabriel. His brows furrowed slightly, obviously impatient. "Just a moment. Okay?" I gestured a one-centimeter distance with my fingers. Saying that, I ran upstairs and soon ran down holding a tin box. Everyone's eyes were locked on me. I opened the lid of the tin box and asked: "Mr. Stone, this is yours, right?" On top of the tin box were over a dozen ID photos. Some were one inch, some two inches. Obviously not obtained through legitimate channels. Because some photos had steel stamps, some had solidified glue on the back. Clearly pryed from various places. The Gabriel in the photos was younger than now, with a few traces of greenness between his brows. But his features were already very superior. Besides the ID photos, there were some messy things. Candy wrappers, cigarette boxes, used pen refills, crumpled test papers, etc. Gabriel looked at me with a burning gaze. I gritted my teeth before daring to continue: "I found it in a corner of my closet. I don't know who put it there. But I recognized your photos, so it should be yours, right?" Gabriel's eyes moved slightly, seemingly with a bit of inquiry. I felt shorter under his gaze. My shoulders dropped. He said: "Not mine, throw it away." "Oh, okay." I tossed it into the trash can beside me and was about to go upstairs. A hint of danger suddenly appeared in Gabriel's eyes. "Lily, you did that on purpose, didn't you?" He called out to me. I was puzzled: "What?" He seemed to see through everything, his eyes mocking, and sneered. "Nothing. Good acting. Don't do it next time. I'm not interested." With that, he walked away. 4 Mom closed the door. Sister held it in all night and finally burst into tears on the table. Dad, heartbroken, couldn't help but slap me. I was caught off guard and fell to the ground awkwardly. My head hit the corner of the table. Buzzing with pain. Mom hugged Sister's shoulders heartbrokenly and said to me: "Lily, don't blame your father for being harsh. Tonight, you really disappointed us too much!" "Did you forget Mom's repeated instructions?" "Why did you go downstairs without permission? Why did you talk to him? Are you that cheap?!" Blood seeped from the wound on my forehead and flowed into my eyes. A blood mist appeared before my eyes, blurring my vision. Covering the wound, I tried to explain: "I'm sorry, I thought he left. I didn't mean to..." Sister suddenly grabbed my collar and screamed hysterically: "Running downstairs dressed like that, deliberately dangling your bare feet in front of him, and holding a broken box trying to get his attention, Lily, who are you trying to seduce?!" "Do you know Gabriel's status? Do you know your own status? How dare you have designs on him?" "Do you know that just because of your indiscretion tonight, I might lose him?" "Can't you live without a man? You even have to seduce your own sister's boyfriend!" With that, Sister opened the door and walked out. Mom hurriedly pulled Sister: "Aria, where are you going so late?" Aria looked at me hatefully: "In this house, it's either me or her. If she's here, I'm not. I'm leaving!" Soon, the sound of a car starting came from the garage. Mom sighed deeply. Dad slammed the door in anger. I spoke softly: "I'll stay out tonight, okay?" Mom hesitated: "Where can you go?" "I'll stay at a hotel. I stayed in hotels a lot abroad, I'm familiar with them." Back then, I couldn't stand the inhuman torture, so whenever I had the chance, I escaped from the hospital. Staying in the cheapest motels. Avoiding the painful treatments they arranged for me. But Sister always found me quickly and took me back. Mom was silent, then nodded after a while: "You were indeed wrong tonight, so go stay out. Mom will bring you back when your sister calms down."
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