The Real Daughter Came Back to Chill and Kill

As Scarlett recalled these things, she felt a sharp hurt rush through her. She even found it amusing. The more she cared about her family, the deeper they chose to hurt her.

But now, she no longer cared. Those so-called family members would never be able to hurt her again.

"Scarlett," came Xavier's husky voice from behind. "Are you okay?"

Scarlett had been living in Xavier's hospital room for the past few days, attending to him tirelessly.

Xavier had already woken up as she walked toward the window, his gaze fixed on her.

She stood tall, her lengthy hair cascading around her shoulders, radiating an aura of elegance and sharpness, as if nothing could ever bend her. But the more she exuded this strength, the more Xavier sensed that she had a story to tell.

When she turned back toward him, her expression was composed, as though the memories she buried had faded into nothing but a blur in her eyes.

"You're awake, Mr. Stroud," Scarlett said with a faint smile. "It's raining outside, so I might need to leave earlier today."

Xavier's brain activity had gradually returned to normal over the past few days, so her leaving for half a day was no problem. Additionally, she had already informed him that she would be taking an exam that day.

Xavier nodded. "Let Edmund drive you to the exam."

"It's okay, Mr. Stroud. I'll go with Percy. He's coming to pick me up."

Xavier studied her, his dark eyes calm and steady, yet a soft glow seemed to quietly flicker within them.

Scarlett, who was feeling uneasy under his stare, slipped into the bathroom to freshen up and change. She was representing Harldon Academy in the exam today, so she had to wear the school's uniform.

She looked completely different when she emerged from the bathroom. Her energy was renewed with a subtle yet striking air of coolness about her. Her long hair was neatly tied up, and the white shirt clung to her body, outlining her slím, toned figure, which gave her an aura of clarity and grace.

The school emblem was pinned on her chest, the hem of her skirt slightly cinched, highlighting her slender waist and tall stature. Her deep blue skirt, falling just above her knees, revealed her long, slender

legs, and with each step, her

movements were more graceful than the last.

Xavier's gaze faltered for a moment, something flickering beneath the surface of his eyes. Scarlett didn't notice it and stepped outside to order breakfast.

The thunder had subsided, but the heavy rain continued to pour relentlessly. Scarlett ate quickly, then stood up to leave, only to be stopped by Xavier.

"Scarlett." His expression was calm, but there was an undeniable pressure in his presence, something that made her heartbeat quicken.

"Mr. Stroud, is there anything else you need?"

It seemed like he had something on his mind, but whatever it was, it ended up as a simple "good luck."

Scarlett smiled lightly. "Thank you, Mr. Stroud."

She turned to leave, then paused, walking back with a soft smile. "Don't worry, Mr. Stroud, I'll be back after the exam. I'll stay by your side until you recover."noveldrama

Xavier's lips curled into a thin smile, clearly pleased with her words. She reassured him one last time, then hurried down the stairs.

Percy's car was already waiting outside, and the driver had gone ahead to hold an umbrella. Once Scarlett got in, the driver returned to the front seat and started the car.

Percy, who was lounging in the passenger seat with his legs casually bouncing, shot Scarlett a knowing look. Scarlett was dumbfounded and asked, "Are you having a stroke?"

Percy stopped bouncing his legs and gave her a mischievous glance. "You really took Uncle Xavier for a ride, didn't you?"

Scarlett rolled her eyes in disdain. What kind of question was that?