Chapter 3 The Confusion Of Birthmark

• The line went silent for a few seconds.
• Celine’s breathing turned heavy.
• Three years ago, she’d been the only friend who still spoke up for me when the Pack pushed me out.
• She’d warned me countless times. If an Alpha doesn’t love you, why cling to him like this?
• Back then, I still had fantasies.
• She let out a sigh, her voice tight. “In Moon Fang Keep… what did you go through?”
• I fell silent. My mind flashed with silver chains in the dark, venomous barbs, screams.
• But I didn’t answer.
• Celine didn’t press. She only said in a low voice, “After you were locked up, your aunt took over your house. And Ann used the chance to gain the Silver Council’s investment qualification… Julie, wait for me. I’ll be back as soon as I can.”
• “Okay,” I whispered.
• When the call ended, my hands were still shaking.
• After I went in the prison, my mother cried herself blind. Then she died of heart failure.
• I’d written William letters, begging him to save her.
• He never answered.
• All I got was an obituary.
• My fingertips trembled as my gaze turned colder and colder.
• Inside me, Linda let out a low howl. “We’ll make them pay.”
• I went back alone to my old place in Moon Building.
• No one had stepped inside for the past three years.
• The air reeked of mold.
• I cleaned every inch of it. Glass sliced my fingers open, blood seeping out.
• When I collapsed against the couch, my chest was burning.
• The drugs and poisons from Moon Fang Keep left my body permanently on fire.
• I went to the hospital.
• After looking over my physical exam report, the doctor spoke carefully. “You have too many old injuries. Your healing is unstable, and there’s still drug poison in your blood. You’d better stay for observation.”
• I closed the report and said flatly, “No need.”
• He sighed. “Aren’t you afraid of death?”
• I shook my head, causally said. “I was afraid before. Later I realized it didn’t mean anything.”
• At the pharmacy window, the crowd was loud.
• I was waiting for my number when the door of the examination room beside me opened.
• Ann’s laughter floated out.
• I looked up.
• She was holding Rocco’s hand. William stood behind them.
• The doctor smiled at the handsome Rocco, clearly charmed. “The birthmark on the boy’s back is pretty special and it’s shaped like a butterfly.”
• Ann suddenly glanced around nervously, and didn’t respond.
• In that instant, I froze.
• A butterfly-shaped birthmark? And one that appeared gradually as he grew up? Neither my family nor William’s had that gene.
• One short sentence made something in my head cracked softly.
• But I didn’t say anything.
• I only gripped the bag of medicine tighter.
• When they walked closer, Ann acted like she’d just noticed me.
• She paused for a beat, then smiled warmly. “Julie? What are you doing here?”
• She turned to William and said quietly, “I told you a long time ago. She needs psychological counseling.”
• William didn’t respond, only frowned.
• Rocco secretly took a step behind Ann.
• I smiled.
• “Don’t worry. I’m not here for you.”
• Ann’s smile deepened. “Don’t misunderstand. I’m just worried about you. After all, patients need their family’s understanding the most.”
• “Patients?” I repeated softly.
• When the word slid out of my throat, it carried almost no emotion.
• Suddenly the doctor called after her, “Don’t forget your lab report!”
• Ann looked back and smiled. “Thank you, I know.”
• Then she turned around and put on a gentle, helpless expression. “Julie, you don’t need to sulk. If you want William, you can just come home. He’s not that heartless to you. You just got out of the Moon Fang Keep. It won’t sound good if word gets out.”