She Approved the Split He Fell Apart

Chapter 6

006 Blood Vessel

Scarlett’s POV

“What was that?” Aurora blinks. My one-sentence phone call amazes her.

I grip my phone, for the second time today, struggling with my plan. I just want to stop being hurt. Is it too much to ask? I close my eyes. A part of me wants to just grab the ticket and leave, letting the world burn behind me.

But I can’t. If mom needs a blood transfusion, I need to be there. That’s what I’m in this family for. Their blood vessel.

Please, lord, please tell me this phone call has nothing to do with my message to Sebastian.

Between Mom really is injured, and Sebastian selling me out… I’m not sure which I hope is the situation.

“I guess I’m not leaving today after all,” I let out a sigh, mumbling to Aurora, “I’m really sorry but…I need you to take me back.”

“That’s great!” Aurora throws herself into me with genuine happiness in her voice, “That was him? What did he say? Is that always how you call each other?”

With Mr. Fuller? Yes.

My “dad”, never loved me. He had a deep flow of hatred behind his eyes when he looked at me since I could remember. I just didn’t know why until I found out I was adopted. And for how I found out I have to thank Ava.

Mrs. Fuller is fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me. Well, I guess for a former F1 racer,

“I…thanks.”

Because if mom is not hurt, then it means the only person in the family who ever showed me warmth, lied to me. Just to lure me

really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved wife, he wouldn’t just throw me

out to the remote road between the airport and the city. Between my

have. I actually thought I could, because Ava

naive was

Mom, I’m sorry but

I don’t have to

to Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home party filled with a happy crowd, I know my wish

knew I was at the airport, hence

for him, to be the blood vessel

good for

Fuller’s Villa. One of the most luxurious assets in

the pool, I see Sebastian. Black suits ironed straight, with his leather shoes at a safe distance from the crazy kids in the water. He sits under the umbrella, a drink in

he frowns and looks

approaches: “Miss Scarlett, Mr. Fuller is waiting for you in his

injured?” I play their

just repeats his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like me. No need for one tool

quietly, and he bows

Fuller glances at me when I enter before he turns his attention back to the file he was reading,