Chapter 2 Long Time No See, Mr Thatcher

• The driver dragged Victoria out of the bus while complaining. At the same time, his face blanched when he realized he had just hit a Bentley. "Damn! I knew I would get jinxed for ferrying these scums out of prison every day. Look what it's gotten me into!" The man then shoved Victoria in a rough manner, pushing her into the pile of snow on the ground.
• In the face of all the contemptuous gazes fixed upon her, Victoria could only keep her head down in embarrassment with a pale look on her face until she caught a glimpse of a pair of shiny leather boots that appeared right in front of her.
• Stunned, she looked up and noticed a silhouette with a decent-looking black suit before her eyes stopped on the face that had haunted her in her nightmares over the past two years.
• Victoria's mother, Denise Laurent, consulted a prophet in the same year in which her daughter was born and was told that Victoria would live comfortably and wealthily in the first twenty years of her life. However, Denise was later told that Victoria's fate was foreseen to take a turn for the worse after that.
• In hindsight, Victoria was stunned, unable to believe that the prophecy turned out to be true since nothing happened during the first two decades of her life.
• Meanwhile, Christian seemed tougher than he appeared to be two years ago, but the contempt he had for Victoria remained the same. After staring at the man for a few moments, the lady snapped out of her trance and realized that she was being embarrassed.
• Therefore, she kept her head down and tried to get up from the ground, but when she tried to move, she was pinned down on the ground by the man's black umbrella. "It's only been two years since we last met, but where are your manners? Shouldn't you greet someone you know when you meet them?"
• As Christian continued to pin her on the ground, Victoria's knee felt a strong tingling pain as though thousands of needles were piercing through her skin. If that wasn't bad enough, the cold weather only worsened her condition as her forehead was covered in cold sweat. The next second, Victoria gritted her teeth and said shakily, "L-Long time no see, Mr. Thatcher."
• On the other hand, Christian looked down and fixed his gaze on the lady like a king looking at his servant. He wasn't able to see who was outside the car until he stepped out of his vehicle, finally remembering it was the day that Victoria was released from prison.
• I must say that Victoria has really changed a lot. After all, she no longer had smooth long hair but instead a short bob down to her ears. Meanwhile, she looked older due to her yellowish skin that was covered with scars and wounds. At the thought of that, he couldn't believe that the lady before him used to be the Coleman Family's princess. "Well, it seems that you have really changed."
• In the meantime, Victoria looked up and saw the man lighting up a cigarette, whereupon smoke began to billow into the air, making him seem as if he was a monster that would emerge from behind the mist. Soon, Victoria looked away and asked, "If there is nothing else important, can I go, Mr. Thatcher?"
• "Can you go?" Christian echoed her words and lifted her chin with the umbrella, speaking in a chilly voice. "You should know that two years of imprisonment isn't enough for you to atone for your sins, Victoria."
• Victoria felt chills running down her spine when she heard that, not because of the winter, but because of her fear. After all, she still shuddered at the thought of the nightmarish experiences she went through back in the penitentiary.
• When she was sentenced to jail, everyone else in the Coleman Family chose to sacrifice her to save themselves. As time went by, none of them bothered to visit her at all. Nevertheless, Victoria knew that it was all Christian's idea because she was just like a pig to be slaughtered to him, vulnerable and defenseless.
• She was so cold that she began to clench her fists tightly, but the lady mustered her courage and looked up. "I know it was my fault back then, but I was punished subsequently. Can't you just pretend that you didn't see me and let me go instead, Mr. Thatcher?"
• Christian raised his eyebrows and raised his lips upward, looking as if he just heard a joke. "Bella's leg will never recover because of you, Victoria. For that, do you seriously think the punishment you've received so far is enough?"
• Upon hearing the man's words, Victoria was stunned to realize that Christian was still coming after her for Bella. Deep down, she was bitterly dismayed that Christian was too blinded by his own emotions to see the permanent damage he had inflicted on her with the golf club back then since he only cared about Bella.
• Thanks to you, my debts have technically been cleared because I'm no different from a handicap now. Despite thinking that way, she didn't dare to speak her mind and bargain with a man like Christian, for she knew it would get them nowhere.
• "What else do you want from me, Mr. Thatcher?"
• As it began to snow heavier and heavier, the man's voice sounded like the demon himself. "The law may have punished you for your sins, Victoria, but I haven't."