God, the Real Miss Hated Everyone Equally

Chapter 114

Fleo did not resist. He turned off the hairdryer and allowed Brielle to hold his hand to feel his pulse.

He lowered his eyes and looked at Brielle seriously feeling his pulse. There was a faint smile in his narrow eyes.

After Brielle finished one hand, she changed another hand and continued to feel his pulse.

After a few minutes, she released his hand and frowned. “Why is your aura so messy? Why are you still depressed?”

“Do you have something on your mind?”

Fleo looked down at her and said, “I can’t see you and I feel uneasy. We have never been apart for such a long time.

Brielle was stunned.

Thinking about it carefully, they had never been separated since they met.

When she was born, she was abandoned. At first, she was adopted by a scavenger old man with an intellectual disorder.

But when she was three years old. her grandfather passed away, and she began to wander alone.

Because of the city planning, wanderers were not allowed in the city. She was often captured in the middle of the night and transported to other cities with a group of vagrants.

After tossing and turning, she was “thrown” into a very chaotic area in a southern border city.

The place was poor and backward, and it was also very tolerant and would not reject the existence of vagrants.

Of course, there were also many dangers and sins hidden there.

Later, she learned that it was called a slum.

There, she met Fleo, who was two months younger than her.

They began to wander together.

Because she had heard people talking here, saying that people often came here to catch them and treated them as the organ storehouse of rich people.

She was afraid of being taken away, so she hid with Fleo during the day and secretly went out to pick up food at night.

They hid together for two years. When they were five years old, they met Sister Nyla, Nyla Callow, who was five years older

than them.

Because the grandfather who adopted her had an IQ disorder, he never gave her a name. After knowing that she did not have a name, Sister Nyla gave her the name Brielle Callow.

Sister Nyla said that she hoped that she would have happy life for the rest of her life.

Sister Nyla was very powerful. In that chaotic place, she actually had a small broken house.

Sister Nyla took them in and let them live in her little broken house.

together for five years until she and Fleo were ten years old.

to turn.

seriously

to earn medicine fee for

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family found

the age of nineteen, she had never been separated from Fleo,

to see how different her family was

unwilling to adopt

No matter what, the Hewston family cured her illness and gave her a good life.

for her, they had

close to her in the

very grateful to the Hewston

longed

if her biological parents found her, would they also hold her in their hands and love her like

were always full of fantasy and longing for things that they had

several requests from Galley family, she decided to return to Galley family.

she went back, she specifically warned Fleo not to look for her and told him to take good

he did not contact her for

sister miss me?”

pleasant voice suddenly sounded in her ear, interrupting

eyes flashed

be honest, she

and didn’t have time to

understand. Sister, you don’t have to

also missed you…”

the big white tiger, she thought of him

at the very end and only think of me when necessary, I won’t blame you

corners of Brielle’s

it meant that he was angry.

he got angry, he always called

end.

wrong. Don’t be angry. Now you are already depressed.

really know how to comfort me. Fleo

Brielle laughed dryly.

of anger, I won’t blame you. I don’t need you

“I

“Sister doesn’t need to pay for the funeral.”

of Brielle’s mouth twitched. She couldn’t help but reach out and pat his head. “It’s enough. If you keep being so eccentric, I’ll beat

his lips and looked at her deeply.

without saying a word, turned her around,

the living room of the suite without saying a

out and collapsed on the sofa. She stretched out her foot and kicked him. “Can you not be so angry? Let’s reconcile, okay?”

stubborn. I will anger myself to death. Don’t worry about

continue to be like this, I

Fleo: “…”

this time. If you don’t contact me for so long in the future, when you think of me, my grave

“Okay.” Brielle smiled.

her phone. Because her phone had been connected to the charger, even after more

she saw a lot of messages pop