Chapter 3

• Emily’s POV
• I felt a pang in my heart instinctively.
• Actually, she would worry about me dying, right?
• Holding onto a glimmer of hope, I hung up on my idol's call and answered hers.
• "Mom... I..."
• A sharp voice interrupted my weak murmur.
• "What the hell are you doing?! Emily, why aren't you dead yet?"
• "Just to rush back to pick up your dirty little mutt, Holly even gave up the chance to deepen her conversation with the Duchess!” she hissed angrily. “Because of you, she even fell down on her way out."
• "You're just here to create trouble for the Miller family. Now, you must come and take her to the hospital immediately."
• I listened quietly to her words, chuckled self-deprecatingly, and realized how foolish my thoughts were just now.
• I really must be dying. My mind had become dull, and I had actually deluded myself into thinking she would worry about me.
• I suppressed the urge to vomit, gritted my teeth, and spoke.
• "Mom, I'm driving towards the cross-sea bridge. In a while, I will die there."
• “I really don't have time to pick up your beloved daughter,” I continued. “I'm truly sorry.”
• It seemed like she didn't care at all about what I said on the phone, since she still commanded forcefully, "I don't care where you die. But now, you must come to the hospital to accompany Holly for the check-up. This is what you owe her."
• A strange feeling rose in my heart, and I couldn't help but ask.
• "Do you really not know why I chose to die today? Don't you know why I have to die on the cross-sea bridge?"
• "You're just jealous of Holly, aren't you? Trying to ruin her graduation banquet. You're so greedy and malicious. How could you compare to Holly? You..."
• I couldn't hear the rest of her words.
• Faced with her attitude, I could only believe in something I didn't want to believe.
• She forgot Dad’s death anniversary.
• She used his death to blame me for so many years, torturing my body and mind every day.
• I couldn't eat, couldn't wear skirts, and couldn't be happy. I had to be sad, and I had to repent.
• I thought it was because she loved Dad so much that she treated me this way.
• It was my fault, so I deserved to be punished.
• I even thought that they chose to celebrate today to cover up their inner sadness.
• But suddenly, I realized I was wrong.
• She didn't love my father at all. She even saw him as a disgrace.
• As the daughter of the Miller family, she would have never married Dad, who was just a little singer, if it weren't for her getting pregnant after a drunken affair with him.
• From the beginning, she disagreed with Dad’s ideas.
• She arranged for me to start learning everything from a young age. Math, language, music, painting, dance, equestrian... I could hardly catch my breath.
• But Dad was different. He would pick up the guitar and sing the songs he wrote for me. He would also accompany me to feel the wind and rain and watch the sea and the sunset.
• When Dad was alive, Mom didn't like to talk to him proactively.
• After Dad passed away, she suddenly started "loving" him.
• Now that things had come to this, I finally understood.
• Her so-called love was just an opportunity, an outlet for all her anger and dissatisfaction over the years!
• When Dad was alive, she vented to Dad. After Dad's unexpected departure, she vented to me!
• As for my brother, he inherited Mom's style of speaking and acting from a young age.
• Exquisite, arrogant, selfish, and cold-blooded.
• From such a young age, he always looked down on Dad, saying he was just a singer. He also declared that he wanted to become a business elite in the future, not a singer.
• He also despised me, always saying to me, ‘Millers don't raise parasites.’
• As for Holly, I used to care for her so much.
• Dad cared a lot about Uncle Sam, and since I loved Dad, I had to treat Uncle Sam's daughter well.
• But she didn't seem to think so, torturing me relentlessly over the years.
• She would pretend to treat me like a real sister, but she bullied me behind my back at school.
• She would even throw away her own things at home and accuse me of stealing, making Mom beat my hands to a pulp with a ruler.
• She had also blamed me when she fell down, and my brother had kicked me down the stairs in anger.
• She would cry and apologize to Mom, my brother, and me if things didn't go well, saying she made me unhappy and begging them not to blame me.
• I would never forget that day when she and Alex made love in front of me.
• After I fainted from coughing up blood, she pretended to rush over anxiously, but she whispered softly in my ear, "Emily, as long as you're still in this house, I will take everything away."
• So, she took everything from me, even Dad’s dignity!
• My hands tightly gripped the steering wheel as I realized everything, my anger growing uncontrollable.
• I could accept these people insulting and torturing me.
• But they dared to ignore and forget Dad and even forget his death anniversary!
• No, I couldn’t die yet. I had to go back and find them.
• I wanted them to remember. I wanted them to apologize!
• But my body couldn't handle my anger anymore.
• The excessive sleeping pills were eating away at my nerves, and I couldn't control the urge to vomit as I struggled to grip the steering wheel.
• My vision was already blurry.
• Even my foot that was trying to step on the brake was no longer under control as I began to lose consciousness.
• Just when I thought I was going to die in such a miserable state, I suddenly heard that familiar voice in my ear.
• It seemed to penetrate all obstacles, hitting my soul directly.
• "Don't be afraid! I'm here to save you!!!"
• "Miss Emily, step on the brake and stop."
• I wanted to listen to him, but I was quickly losing consciousness, slumping in the driver's seat like a piece of slime.
• Seeing this, Jasper quickly accelerated.
• The million-dollar Ferrari suddenly accelerated from the left, brushing past my car and the guardrail, splashing sparks and making a piercing sound.
• He managed to safely block me inside the guardrail, stopping my car.
• "Emily, are you okay?!"
• "Don't sleep. Don't sleep. I'll take you to the hospital right away!"