Chapter 687 Things Changed
Chapter 687 Things Changed
They put disgusting mice and cockroaches in her lunch box, tore the exercise book that she had just
finished, and laughed at her sad and teary face.
Even worse, when the boys hit puberty and developed awareness of sex, they found her beautiful,
weak, and silent.
So they all stretched out their claws to her.
Of course, they hadn't crossed the line because that would get them severely punished if the director
found out.
But they would force her to take off her clothes and rub her body. They would also smear some
disgusting white mucus on her.
Kristina was barely ten years old then. She had to live with the most disgusting, most painful, and
darkest thing in the world.
When the McClure family came to the orphanage for adoption, they tended to choose the weakest and
seemingly most ignorable one, and that was Kristina.
She was surprised and then overwhelmed with joy.
She could finally leave that place. She could finally get rid of those Satan's pawns and start her own
new life.
Therefore, she left with them without hesitation.
It turned out that life was just as good as she had expected.
When she first arrived home, she was not used to it. She was restrained and scared.
She was afraid of being abandoned again once she made them unsatisfied.
Therefore, she didn't dare to talk or eat, and even when she talked, she only muttered.
Her mother had helped her ease her anxiety and trained her. In the end, she finally dared to speak
loudly and smile happily.
As she grew up, her skin turned fairer, and she got taller. She became a graceful and talented girl.
Her pursuers started to get in line from then on. She was no longer the ugly little duck born humble;
she had become a beautiful white swan.
However, there was always such an unfair existence in this world.
Nobody knew how hard she had worked to become that graceful and confident.
However, she always felt superior to a certain person in that family, no matter how hard she tried.
That person was Christine.
Christine was so beautiful and outstanding. Although she wasn't gentle enough, many people still fell
for her because they thought she was just being straightforward.
She was not talented enough, but everyone didn't care. People thought she was brilliant and would
take over the family business in the future; in that way, she would live better than most people no
matter what.
She used to raise her head and look at people, eyes full of contempt.
But no one would stop her from doing that. They all took it for granted.
Her behaviors like that would only make Kristina more like a timid and weak people-pleaser.
She was like a beautiful white swan, but she faded every time she stood next to the phoenix.
She started to think that she would never be a match for Christine.
No matter how hard she tried, she would never be as good as her.
So she gave up. She stopped pursuing and competing until Chad showed up.
He brought light to her life. Finally, she had light in her life; she didn't want to give it up so easily.
Christine triumphed her almost in all respects. She almost had it all; she didn't need to compete with
Christine on Chad.
Kristina didn't know why Christine wouldn't give up on Chad before.
Later, she had learned things and could understand, but the mistakes had already been made and
could never be saved.
Her thoughts drifted far away; she had walked through her whole life within a few moments.
Those happy, sad, sorrowful, and delighted scenes were played in her mind like a movie.
It was only then that she realized...
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She thought he had long forgotten those things because sometimes they felt as remote as her last life.
But it turned out that she never did. Her memory was still fresh. It turned out she had just placed in
some corner in her mind and kept ignoring them.
Kristina fell silent.
Christine looked down at her with calm and indifferent eyes. "You kept saying that you were wronged,
but you forgot that you've had much more than what you were born with. Now you're and begging for
my forgiveness. How can I forgive you if you don't have any idea what you've done wrong?"
Kristina trembled.
Part of her heart had been crashed silently. It was painful.
After a while, she struggled to stand up.
"I see."
She said in a low voice and raised her hand to wipe away a teardrop from the corner of her eye.
No matter how embarrassed and humiliated she was, she still looked as decent as graceful.
"Don't worry, Christine. I'll leave you in peace from now on."
She forced a self-deprecating and sad smile.
"I'm leaving now if there's nothing else."
He lowered his head as he spoke. Then she was about to leave.
Christine frowned and suddenly said, "Wait!"
Kristina paused.
She saw Christine walking into the bedroom. Soon, she came out with something in her hand.
It was a thick file bag filled with all kinds of envelopes inside!
Kristina's face turned ashen.
Christine threw on her and said coldly, "Take them away with you!"
Kristina opened the bag with her fingers trembling. She checked the envelope and found none of them
had been opened.
She raised her head and looked at Christine in disbelief.
"You haven't even opened them yet?"
Christine stood there with her arms crossed. Her face still looked cold as she sneered. "I told you I
would never trust anyone who has betrayed me. The letters you sent these years are all here, and I
won't read any of them. So don't bother to keep writing to me in the future. That would only make both
of us feel tired. You and I are clever and rational people; don't you want to live a simpler life?"
Kristina looked pale as death.
Her fingers trembled as she held the stack of unopened letters. Her body was also shaking violently.
"I see. Don't worry, Christine. No more letters in the future."
After that, she walked out of the room, staggering on her feet.
Christine stared until she was out of the door.
She lowered her eyes in contemplation and then grinned a ridiculing smile.
She wondered why she had to be mean to Kristina. After all, the poor woman just wanted to be forgiven
before dying.
But if not, what should she do or say?
"Let go of the past?"