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Chapter 568

I didn't speak, nor did I have any strength left to speak. I didn't even want to say anything to these

people.

Hendrix looked at them with frighteningly deep eyes, but he still didn't say anything. A long silence

ensued.

In the next few days, Hendrix kept coming to the hospital, and so did Valerie and Pedro. However, as if

everyone had already planned it together, they chose to be collectively silent.

It wasn't some serious illness, so three days later, I was discharged from the hospital.

Hendrix picked me up and brought me back to the villa.

I seemed to have gotten used to the silence. Looking at all the familiar things in the bedroom, I

suddenly felt that one-third of my life had been a joke.

In fact, there was nothing for me to bring with me when I left. Since moving into the Roberts family's

villa, all my belongings were bought by Hendrix. With the exception of my ID card and diploma

certificate, I almost brought nothing with me when I came here.

"It's very late. It's not safe for you to go out now. Just get some rest today," Hendrix said, reaching to

hold my hand as I was packing my luggage.

I pulled my hand away heartlessly and stared at him harshly. "No need. Thanks for the thought, Mr.

Roberts."

He frowned. The gloominess on his face grew even heavier, "Arianna, must we take things this far? We

shouldn't be like this."

I laughed, "Yes, we shouldn't be like this. But how did we reach this point in the first place?"

He pursed his lips. His face seemed to be a mix of grimness and pain when he uttered, I'm sorry!"

"If my baby and Monique can come back alive, I would gladly accept this apology," I pointed out. After

harming others, he still thought that all his wrongdoings could be erased with an apology. How

ridiculous.

Februaries were all drizzles and coldness. I pulled my suitcase out from his grasp..

I walked out of the bedroom and stood at the entrance of the villa. I heaved a sigh of relief. Finally,

everything was over.

Ian had driven his car over. His hair had been cut short and he was energetic as usual. He helped me

carry my suitcase to the car.

He peered at me, "Let's go!"

After I got into the car, Hendrix simply stood at the door and stared blankly into the distance.

This parting was a long farewell.

As the car pulled away, he was still standing there motionless like a statue. His tall and slender body

became increasingly blurred in the cold drizzle.

"Perhaps things aren't as bad as you think. You didn't have to leave!" Ian told me in a gentle voice.

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Could I really let everything go?

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I was not petty, and could accept pretty much everything. As long as he treated me well and cared

about me, these didn't matter to me.novelbin

However, I never thought that everything only happened because he knew of the truth. He knew that

Valerie and Pedro were my parents, but I didn't blame him for not telling me nor did I blame him for

swapping my DNA with Andrea's.

The one thing I couldn't let go of was that he knew all along that Valerie was my mother but he still

ruthlessly witnessed her hurt me and cruelly watched as my hatred towards her grew.

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