Chapter 306
Seeing her, Miranda broke into a smile. “Of course.”
Miranda’s gaze shifted past the girl standing in front of her, landing on Wendy who was accompanying her.
From a distance, Wendy waved cheerfully, clearly understanding that Sunny wanted to have a private chat, so she stayed back.
Miranda and Sunny found a nearby park to sit in, where kids occasionally dashed around, some even running up just to get a better look at them.
“Wow, you’re so pretty,” they would say, before scurrying off, bashfully.
“I don’t think I’ve ever told you my story,” Sunny began softly. “I did write about it once, but that was more about their story than mine.”
Miranda was there to listen. She knew Sunny had a strong need to talk, to unburden herself. As for why she specifically sought out Miranda – perhaps it was because Miranda had helped her achieve her own form of justice.
“Wendy is incredibly important to me. Even though she knows about my past, she doesn’t really know the whole story. From the moment I first saw you after waking up, I knew you were someone trustworthy. I’m so grateful to you for pulling me out of the abyss.”
Sunny’s gratitude was clear in her eyes as she looked at Miranda. Seeing Sunny now, Miranda realized she had truly emerged from her past. She was living again.
Truth be told, Miranda had always been curious about Dorian’s feelings for Sunny, which seemed to be far more passionate than anyone had assumed.
Otherwise, he wouldn’t have imprisoned and tormented Arabella because of Sunny. While Miranda had a role in all this, she knew the real trigger for Dorian was witnessing Sunny’s manic state and hearing about her ordeal -from Wendy.
The Hawke brothers were a peculiar bunch, but for Dorian to be so deeply affected, his feelings for Sunny had to be unique. Miranda had sensed as much.
She’d captured it on that day when she deliberately mentioned Sunny in front of Dorian, which was why she asked Wendy and Sunny to act like that as he was around.
As a doctor, Miranda could easily diagnose physical ailments, but she was just as adept at recognizing psychological ones.
A person suffering from any illness emitted a different kind of energy, a distinct mental state that set them apart from the rest. And with Dorian, she noticed the shift in his demeanor at the mere mention of Sunny’s
name.
“It’s almost laughable. He was the only man I ever liked back then. But if I had another chance, I wouldn’t choose him again,” Sunny continued, her voice firm and her eyes filled with disdain. “He and Arabella, they deserve to rot in hell.”
With that, Miranda quietly listened as Sunny unfolded her story.
-Sunny’s Story Line-
My name is Sunny. In my memories, the only person in our house was a lady who was a caregiver.
She took care of me, while my parents only sent money from abroad every month. Sometimes The lady would pocket some of it, but I pretended not to notice. Because apart from her, I didn’t have any companion.
Even though she often asked me for money, she wasn’t a bad person. She cooked delicious meals and occasionally took me out for some fun.
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When I was in middle school, a new family moved in next door. They had a daughter named Wendy, I often saw Wendy crying. Her father was a heavy drinker, and when he was drunk, he would hit her.
Chapter 307
Chapter 307
