"Slut! Who gave you the guts to dare to seduce Brother Goden?" Selina's face contorted with rage, as if she had lost all reason.

She suddenly reached out and gripped the other girl's arm tightly.

The new manicure she had done was very beautiful, but it was as sharp as a knife.

It dug deeply into Aya's flesh.

Blood trickled down her arm and soaked the hem of her dress.

"Ah, it hurts so much."

Tears streamed down Aya's face from the pain, and she quickly tried to pry the hand that was holding her away.

"Miss, I didn't do it. Goden and I aren't what you think we are," she pleaded repeatedly.

If it weren't for the inappropriateness of the occasion today, she would have even knelt down in front of Selina.

"You actually called him Goden. Do you even deserve to?"

When Selina heard these words, jealousy burned fiercely within her.

In a fit of extreme anger, she laughed instead, but slowly released her grip on Aya.

Aya thought she was finally saved, but then she witnessed an even more terrifying scene...

She saw Selina pick up a small knife from the dining table and swing it towards her.

At the critical moment, the door of the villa opened.

It was Goden who came in.

When Selina saw this, her face changed abruptly, and she immediately put the knife away.

Tonight, Mr. and Mrs. Keats held a grand welcome banquet to greet their daughter who had returned from studying abroad.

Many celebrities from society were also invited to this banquet. Among them were Goden and his parents.

Goden noticed that Aya looked a bit embarrassed and hurried towards her.

However, a gorgeous figure blocked his way.

"Brother Goden, look! My dress has been soiled by the maid," Selina said.

"This is the latest high-end custom-made gown from Milan this year." With a look of grievance on her face, Selina took his wrist.

"I didn't do it," a firm voice came from behind.

She had no idea when the wine stain on the young lady's dress had gotten there at all.

But she was certain that she wasn't the one who had ruined it. Suddenly, Selina turned around and blocked Goden's view.

She stared at Aya intently, her eyes full of warnings.

At this moment, Aya was extremely scared.

She knew that if she told the truth at this time, Selina would definitely not spare her or her mother.

She lowered her head in silence and didn't dare to say anything more. Seeing her like this, Goden was convinced that she was the one who had done it.

"Alright. Since you've made a mistake, just apologize. Selina is so kind-hearted. I believe she won't hold it against you," he said, and even affectionately stroked Selina's head.

Seeing the picture of this handsome man and beautiful woman, she felt a sting in her eyes, but still had no choice but to apologize.

"Miss, I'm sorry!" Her voice was a little hoarse.

"Selina, I've asked the people in Milan to airlift all the new dresses this year over here. Then you can pick the ones you like carefully. Consider it as a gift to celebrate your return to the country,"

Goden said.

Upon hearing these words, her heart ached unbearably, and she involuntarily took a step backward.

Coincidentally, she accidentally bumped into the table behind her and knocked over a wine glass.

The red wine inside dripped down the tablecloth onto her lower leg. At this moment, she looked extremely disheveled.

"Brother Goden, look at her. She's so clumsy," Selina said.

"She's really ruined this banquet."

"But you know me. I'm the softest-hearted person."

"Since she's already apologized, let's just let it go."

"Aunt Sarah, what are you still standing there for? Hurry up and take your daughter away," Selina said.

Upon hearing this, Aunt Sarah quickly walked up to Aya.

When she saw her mother, the grievance in her heart could no longer be contained.

She softly called out, "Mom!"

Tears couldn't stop falling one by one.

She had originally thought that her mother would feel sorry for her, but who would have known that her mother would deal her a fatal blow...

Slap!

Her mother slapped her hard across the face.

She looked at her mother in disbelief.

"Why?"

"You clumsy little wretch! How dare you ruin the young lady's dress," her mother scolded.

"Even if we sold you, we couldn't afford to pay for it. Get down on your knees right now and beg the young lady for forgiveness."

Her mother pressed her down, trying to force her to kneel and apologize to the young lady.

"Have you had enough? Do you want to completely ruin Selina's welcome banquet?"

Goden shouted angrily.

Only then did Selina wave her hand at Aunt Sarah impatiently.

Upon receiving the signal, Aunt Sarah didn't dare to disobey.

She grabbed Aya by the ear and dragged her out.

As they walked, she cursed, "You little wretch, move faster! If you disturb the honored guests, I'll beat you to death."

At this moment, Aya's head was buzzing, and she could hardly hear what her mother was saying.

She turned her head and took a look back into the crowd.

Just then, her eyes met Goden's deep eyes. There seemed to be a hint of pity in them.

But before she could take a closer look, he turned his head away.

Her heart felt as if it had been struck hard, and the pain was intense. She simply gave up resisting and let her mother drag her around like an animal.

When they reached the utility room, her mother pushed her to the ground roughly.

"I told you long ago to stay away from Goden. A person as noble as him is not someone a lowly creature like you can aspire to."

"Now that the young lady has returned to the country, you're in for a tough time."

Her mother gave her a contemptuous look, as if she were some kind of filthy trash.

"Why are you treating me like this? I'm your daughter, for heaven's sake! Why are you taking Selina's side?"

Aya demanded angrily.

"You'll always be nothing but a lowly servant. Don't even think about competing with the young lady for anything."

Seemingly dissatisfied with Aya's attitude, Aunt Sarah forcefully grabbed her hair, trying to make her daughter obey.

The pain was unbearable, yet Aya persisted,

"Goden said he would only love me in this life and that he would marry me."

Upon hearing this, Aunt Sarah was so enraged that her eyes seemed about to pop out.

In a fit of fury, she picked up a broom nearby and lashed out at Aya mercilessly.

"I'll beat you to death, you little wretch! Say, are you wrong? Do you submit? Say that you'll never see Goden again."

There were already faint bloodstains on Aya's back.

But her mother's brutal beating showed no sign of stopping.

With a loud crack, the broom broke.

Yet Aya remained silent.

"Fine. If you don't admit your mistake, you won't get any dinner tonight. Stay here and reflect on your actions properly. You'll be let out when you see things clearly."

The door was slammed shut heavily.

And it was deliberately locked.

Aya's heart was filled with overwhelming grief, as if being torn apart by a thousand knives.

Looking out of the window at the moon outside, she remembered the harsh words her mother had just said.

Was she really unworthy?

At this moment, Aya's back ached terribly, and her head was dizzy.

In a daze, she thought back to every moment she had spent with Goden.

It turned out that she and Goden had met in a car accident.

That day, Aya was riding her electric scooter, hurrying to her part - time job at a milk tea shop.

Since she was about to be late, she had to speed up.

When making a turn, due to the high speed, she collided with a luxury car.

Aya was knocked to the ground.

"Ah! It hurts so much."

Suddenly, her hand touched a metal object on the ground.

She picked it up and saw that it was the Rolls - Royce hood ornament, the Spirit of Ecstasy.

Her eyes instantly widened as big as copper bells.

"Good heavens! Such an expensive car. Even if they sold me, I couldn't afford to pay for the damages."

At that moment, she wished she could find a hole to crawl into.

"Miss, are you okay?"

His voice was as melodious as a silver bell, extremely pleasant to hear. "I'm fine," she replied, feeling a bit guilty and not daring to look at the owner of the luxury car.

But at this moment, blood trickled down from under her helmet, dyeing half of her face red.

"Miss, you're bleeding. Let me take you to the hospital," the man said, sounding a bit anxious.

However, she was really terrified that the owner of the luxury car would ask her to pay for the damages.

She propped herself up on one foot and stood up.

"No need. I'm perfectly fine."

Suddenly, everything spun around her.

Unable to control herself, she fell backward and fainted.

When Aya woke up again, she sniffed the air.

The whole place was filled with the pungent smell of disinfectant.

She opened her eyes slowly.

Looking around, she realized she was in a hospital.

She sat up abruptly, then immediately reached for her forehead with her hand.

Her head was dizzy.

"Ouch! What's going on with this patient?"

The nurse said, "You have a mild concussion. You can't sit up so suddenly. Lie down quickly."

The nurse quickly reminded her.

She secretly felt her empty pockets and looked at the nurse guiltily. "How much is my medical bill?"

"Can you give me a discount?"

The nurse chuckled.

"Don't worry about the medical bill. Mr. Brown has already paid it all." "Which Mr. Brown?" She was a bit confused.

"The tall and handsome man who brought you to the hospital."

At this moment, the nurse was daydreaming with her hands on her cheeks.

She couldn't help but feel a bit puzzled.

But the fact that someone had paid her medical bill was an extremely good thing! She burst into happy laughter.

Just then, her phone rang.

"Aya, where the hell have you gone? I still haven't seen you yet. Do you not want to work anymore?"

Oh no, it was that stingy boss.

"Boss, it's not like that. I just had a car accident," Aya said.

"Do you think I'm stupid? You can come up with such an outrageous excuse. Don't even think about getting your salary this month."

The boss angrily hung up the phone.

She looked at her hand with the drip, then closed her eyes and pulled it out with determination.

The drip was torn off, and blood spilled all over the floor.

But at this moment, she couldn't care less and rushed straight out of the ward.

Bang! She collided with someone coming in from outside.

She was embraced by someone.

Their eyes met. It was him! The owner of that luxury car.

"Where are you going?"

Aya was so startled that she immediately dropped to her knees.

"I'm sorry. I don't have any money and I can't afford to pay for your luxury car. I was wrong. You can beat or scold me, and I'll take it."

She suddenly hugged Goden's thigh and cried out.

Seeing her like this, Goden couldn't help but feel a bit sorry for her.

So he reached out and helped her up.

"When did I ever say that I wanted you to pay for the car? It was my driver who accidentally hit you. It should be me compensating you." She looked into Goden's earnest eyes.

She began to wonder if it was really Goden who had hit her.

But she clearly remembered that she was in a hurry, driving too fast and even against the traffic.

She gently patted her head. Had she lost her memory?

"Alright, you must be hungry. I brought you some food. Come and eat," Goden said.

Aya opened the lunch box.

"Wow, it smells so good. This is so high - class."

These delicacies were something she had only seen on the dining table of the Keats family.

Someone as low - class as her didn't deserve to eat such things.

She looked at the man in front of her. "Why is he being so nice to me? He not only paid my medical bills but also brought me such delicious food."

The doubts in her heart grew even stronger.

But at this moment, her stomach rumbled loudly.

She touched her stomach, and her face turned bright red in an instant.

Forget it, she couldn't care less.

She directly picked up the spoon and started eating.

"Umm, the food of the wealthy is indeed delicious."

Goden watched the little girl in front of him as she ate.

She was like a little pig protecting its food, and it was really cute.

The corners of his mouth couldn't help but turn up slightly, and his heart seemed to be struck by something.

Perhaps even he himself didn't know that at this moment, he had already fallen for the girl.

When they were leaving the hospital, he somehow, as if driven by some impulse, asked Aya for her contact information.

Aya had never experienced much love and care since she was a child. This was the first time someone had been so kind to her.

So she agreed.

Later, after a long time of getting along, Goden also learned about the girl's difficult living situation.

"Aya, why don't you come and work in my company? This way, it'll be easier for me to take care of you."

" I understand your good intentions, but my educational background is low. I didn't go to university. Will your company really hire someone like me?"

Aya was very nervous in her heart.

She was afraid that he would look down on her.

"Silly girl, I just want to have more time to be with you."

Upon hearing these words, Aya was stunned.

Now her mood was as turbulent as the surging tide.

She summoned up her courage and asked,

"Brother, do you like me just a little bit?"

The moment she asked this question, her face instantly turned red. She waited for a long time, but there was no reply from the other end of the phone.

Aya smiled self-deprecatingly.

Sure enough, how could anyone possibly like her?

Just as she was about to hang up the phone.

"Aya, I love you."

At this moment, she was overjoyed and didn't know how to describe her current mood.

Perhaps this was the feeling of happiness.

She covered her mouth and pinched her arm hard.

It hurt. It wasn't a dream.

It was real. It turned out that someone like her was also worthy of being liked by others.

Suddenly, the space tore apart, and she fell into a lake. It was so cold.

"Aya,Aya!"

Stop arguing. I really want to go to sleep. Who on earth is calling her?