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. When Sister Nyla was fifteen, the gears

to turn.

seriously ill.

went abroad to earn medicine fee for

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family found

the age of nineteen, she had never been separated

wanted to take her home. She wanted to see how different her family was from the

a super big family. They were unwilling to adopt her at first. It

did not blame them. No matter what, the Hewston

no feelings for her, they had never treated her

close to her in the end,

grateful to

she also longed for family love.

towards Fleo, she also imagined that if her biological parents found her, would they also hold her

and longing for things that they

Galley family, she decided to return to Galley

look for her and told him to take good care

he did not contact her

miss me?”

pleasant voice suddenly sounded in her

flashed with

she didn’t

busy with Galley family and

you don’t have to answer.” Fleo said

“I also

winning the big white tiger, she thought

explain. Even if you rank me at the very end and only think of

of Brielle’s mouth twitched.

frequently called her “sister“, it meant that he was angry.

called her sister, but when he got angry, he always called her sister in a strange tone, which made her hair stand on

end.

you are already depressed.

comfort me. Fleo looked at her deeply.

Brielle laughed dryly.

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

had a headache. “I

doesn’t need to

reach out and pat his head. “It’s enough. If you keep

pursed his lips and looked at

he grabbed her shoulder without saying a word, turned her around,

to the living room of

the sofa. She stretched out her foot and kicked him. “Can

lightly, “I won’t reconcile. I will be stubborn. I will anger myself to death. Don’t

like this, I will also anger myself to death.”

Fleo: “…”

don’t contact me for so long

“Okay.” Brielle smiled.

to her suitcase to find her phone. Because her phone had been connected to the charger, even after more than half

saw a lot of messages pop up