Chapter 284 – Young Girls Forbidden Love Series: My Boyfriend’s Best Friend Book

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Although I hadn’t seen them for many years, I immediately recognized them as my parents.

They had aged.Most of my memories of my parents remained from my childhood, or even before that. In the long years, all I had was that one family photo. But the two people before me had wrinkles covering their faces, with only a few tufts of red hair remaining on my father’s once-thick head of hair.

And my mother’s beautiful eyes no longer held the radiance they once did, surrounded by fine lines.

She gazed at me affectionately, tears continuously streaming down her face. The moment she saw me open my eyes, she threw herself onto me, holding me tightly and crying uncontrollably.

“I’m sorry! I’m sorry!”

“We were late.”

I lay on the hospital bed, my mother embracing me, and my father tightly holding ray hand without the intravenous drip. I could feel the warmth of his skin slowly transferring to mv hand.However, something strange happened.

I observed all of this calmly, without any emotional fluctuations.

Compared to seeing my 11-year-old self as a bystander just now, I now felt more like a bystander.

What happened to me? I furrowed my brow in confusion, trying to analyze myself.

I know better than anyone what my parents meant to me. My longing for their attention had been bothering me, and it was a scar that ran deep in my heart, a presence that caused pain with the slightest touch.

They let me know the taste of grievances, sadness, and longing from a young age.

If I remember correctly, after the avalanche, I even resented them so much. I wished they had died with me in that snowy mountain.

But now, I didn’t feel anything at all.”How did you find me?” I silently withdrewmy hand held by Chris and spoke slowly.

“You called me on the satellite phone,remember? You told us the coordinates,”Kristy said, tears streaming down her face, trying to remind me.

But that wasn’t the answer I wanted to hear.

Even though I gave them the coordinates, finding me in the vast snowy mountains was still not an easy task.

And I didn’t even know why I insisted on knowing the answer to this question. Perhaps it was the aftermath, where my thoughts in my mind seemed different from what came out of my mouth.

What I wanted to ask wasn’t about the specifics of the search. But I didn’t knowhow to exp**ss it.

“Before we received your distress call, mycolleague received an unfamiliar avalanche signal. It was from a snow pile not far from where you were,” Chris provided another answer.

Avalanche signal?

It was like a key phrase, and some images appeared in my mind.

I struggled to roll my eyes and looked at Chris. “Where is he?”

“He’s in another ward.” Chris noticed thepeculia r exp**ssion on my face and quickly added in a soothing tone, “Don’t worry, he’s in a better condition than you, and he woke up an hour ago.”

My gaze rested on my father’s face.Suddenly, I felt a strong urge to laugh, and so I did. I chuckled lightly and met his gaze.

“So, you’re trying to tell me that if itwasn’t for him, you wouldn’t have found me. Is that what you mean?” I was weak, and my voice was as soft as a feather. Therefore, my tone was not particularly sharp.

However, my father’s exp**ssion changed slightly, probably because he understood that my tone was not friendly.

“I am sorry…”

From the moment I woke up, I had become immune to “I’m sorry.” Or rather, from childhood to now, I had developed immunity to my parents’ apologies.It had become their catchphrase.

Whenever they faced me, they would always have “I’m sorry” on their l*ps.

So now, hearing it again, I didn’t feel any comfort. If anything, it made me want to laugh.

“If I were you, I wouldn’t be busyapologizing right now. I would arrest that man,” I spoke slowly.

My parents’ exp**ssions gradually changed as I said those words.

“What do you mean? Is he yourcompanion?” Kristy’s exp**ssion turned serious.

I gave her a faint look and said, “Haven’t you ever wondered why he was the only one with an avalanche signal transceiver?”Everything that happened on the snowy mountain was vivid in my mind. Sam Robin’s disgusting and ugly face made me feel nauseous. I wish I could goug e out my own eyes so I wouldn’t have to see that scumbag again.

And my father didn’t even bother to think twice and naively believed that he was my companion. He wanted to use this method to claim credit from me and please me, to relieve his guilt as my father.

Watching their exp**ssions at that moment, I supp**ssed the urge to reveal the truth.

“Why don’t you go talk to him?” I stared atboth of them. “Maybe he’s realized his mistake and will tell you everything he did to me on the mountain.”After saying this, I closed my eyes again.

My whole body was in excruciating pain, especially my legs.

“Are my legs broken?”

“No, it’s just fractured. The doctor wantedto put a cast on, but we figured you wouldn’t like that bulky thing, so they used splints instead.” Kristy’s eyes were teary.

The room fell into silence.

Chris suddenly stood up and walked out of the room. “I’ll be right back.”

His footsteps gradually faded away, disappearing outside the door. This 58-year-old man left in a hurry, each step filled with urgency and anger. I figured he must have taken my suggestion.So now, only my mother Kristy, and I remained in the room.

She started sobbing again, and she gazed at me with her concerned and affectionate emerald eyes.

“He’s the one who hurt you, isn’t he? I should have realized it earlier…”

Kristy cried in sorrow, and if this were a TV drama, I might have felt sorry for her. But when it happened to me, it was difficult to forgive her.

I didn’t react at all, of course, because my physical condition didn’t allow it.

After a while, there was a commotion coming from the neighboring ward. Curses, sounds of fighting, and screams filled the previously quiet air.

Kristy immediately turned her head tolook, preparing to leave the room.

However, she stopped as soon as she stood up, and she looked at me with a hesitant exp**ssion, as if she had something to say but didn’t dare.

“Go ahead if you want.” I didn’t even needto see her face. With closed eyes, I said to her.

Kristy hesitated for a moment. Then, I heard her voice.

“I’ll be back soon,” Kristy said and thenhurriedly left. After a while, I heard the commotion of crying and cursing from that ward.

The sound insulation of the war d was not very good, and I could vaguely hear Sam Robin’s pleas and apologies. But the situation didn’t last long. After a while, the door to my war d was opened again,and my parents returned.

Chris’s face was still red, filled with intense hostility. I noticed some redness and wounds on his knuckles.

As for Kristy, as soon as she saw me, her tears started flowing down again.

“Did he…” Kristy sat back to her originalposition, gently holding my hand without exerting any force.

Her eyes were as red as a rabbit’s, and her tone was cautious.

Even I didn’t know how this scene had managed to strike a nerve. All I knew was that at this moment, a strong sense of irritability erupted from within me. I looked at them, but my heart was cooling down.

“Is that all you have to say to me now?” Iyelled with all my strength, “It’s always’I’m sorry’. Do you think I came from theUnited States to Antarctica just to hear you apologize? Shut up! Shut up!”

As a result of my emotional outburst, a fit of violent coughing followed. Every bone and organ in my body trembled with each cough, causing excruciating pain. My vision darkened, and I almost passed out again.

And when I got better, I saw my father tightly holding my mother’s hand, comforting her by caressing her back.

“After all these years, you seem muchmore in love,” I couldn’t help but speak sarcastically. “Yes, children should be born independent, able to run, jump, and take care of themselves. They can’t become a burden to their parents!”

I had never used such a sarcastic tone withmy parents before. But after experiencing a close encounter with the scythe of death,

I no longer cared about anything.

They forced me to become what I was now!

They deserved it!

Kristy cried so much that she could hardly stand.

“Olive!”C hris called my name in a lowvoice. But he was immediately stopped by Kristy.

“Sweetie, it’s okay if you hate us. But nowyou’re also a mother. Just for your baby, please don’t get angry, okay?” Kristy approached me, holding my hand while crying.

I was stunned.

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