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.

too much, I’m sure Mrs. Fuller is fine,” Driving faster than usual, Aurora spares mind to comfort me. Well, I guess for a former F1 racer, it’s

“I…thanks.”

person in the family who ever showed

want to consider that possibility, but if anything really happened to Mr. Fuller’s beloved wife, he wouldn’t just throw me a sentence. He would send guards to hunt me

ticket, one fold, two folds, three…I throw the million pieces out to the

thought I could, because Ava is supposed to be cured now, meaning I don’t have to give her my blood when she gets even if just a paper

naive was

Mom, I’m sorry but

hope you really are injured, so that I don’t have to lose you. Please,

Ava’s fancily decorated welcome home party filled

knew I was at the airport,

them after all. Just one word and I would have stayed for him, to be the blood vessel for his love,

good

Villa. One of the most luxurious assets in the city. One that I used to call

Black suits ironed straight, with his leather shoes at a safe distance from the crazy

sees me, and he frowns and

enter the lobby, and immediately Alfred approaches: “Miss Scarlett, Mr. Fuller is waiting for you

was injured?” I

and just repeats his words. He is just a butler, a paid tool, just like

nod quietly, and he bows

his attention back to the file he was reading, “Richard agreed to