I could only wait for Edward to come back.
"Sunny, how did you get hurt? Where did you go? I've been looking for you for so long." Scott's housekeeper sent me to my house and left.
Cornelia didn't go to work, she had been looking for me.
When she saw that my feet were injured, she was very anxious and helped me home.
"Cornelia, I can't find my way home." I opened my mouth and spoke to her silently.
I didn't know if she could understand my words, but her eyes were filled with tears.
She reached out and gently touched my face, "You were looking for the way home again, right? Sunny, can't you find home? Is it because you're disfigured now? No one knows you, right?"
As expected, Cornelia knew me best. She knew that my families didn't know me because my face was disfigured.
"You'll be fine. Sunny, I'll be with you. Everything will be fine." Cornelia hugged me tightly.
I lay in her arms and burst into tears.
I had tried so hard to go back to Beijing and find Scott, but they didn't know who I was even though I stood in front of them. No one knew who I was, and they didn't know that I was the real Ashley.
William, I wouldn't give in.
After that time, I went to the Fang family every day. Scott gradually became familiar with me. She was not scared by the scars on my face. Instead, she gently touched my face and asked me why I looked like this.
I didn't know how to answer her. For several times, I could only stare at her in a daze and look at her with sadness. Scott said that my eyes were too sad, and then she told me.
"No matter what happens, it's best that you're still alive. You're very strong."
Scott said to me like this.
I gave a wry smile and said to her in silence, "I have to live. I want to protect my lover and child, as well as my parents."
Therefore, no matter how difficult it was, I would live. I would try my best to let them know that I was Ashley.
"Your hands seemed to be disabled because of nerve necrosis. Let me take you to see a doctor." Scott looked at my weak hand and said gently to me.
When I heard it, I opened my eyes wide and nodded.
If my hand could recover, I could write.
Scott was very kind to me. Maybe it was because of the blood relationship. Although she didn't know me, she treated me so well.
She took me to the hospital and asked the doctor to give me an examination, but the result was disappointing.
"Mrs. Fang, the nerves of this young lady's hands are necrotic. It's a miracle that she can pick up something now. I'm afraid it's very difficult for her to recover."
Did he mean that my hands were completely disabled? In the future, it was impossible for me to draw design drafts.
I looked at the doctor and couldn't come back to sense.
"Is there no other way?" Scott touched my hair and asked the doctor again.
The doctor glanced at Scott and shook his head. It seemed that he was telling her that he had no way to cure me.
I got up from the bed, pursed my lips and shook my head. Then I smiled at Scott sweetly.
He didn't say that I couldn't recover completely. As long as there was a hope, I would never give up.
Scott looked at me and said gently, "No matter what, I will help you."
No matter how long it took, Scott was still so kind. This was my mother.
Scott said that she had something to talk with the director, so she asked me to wait for her at the hospital gate.
I took the elevator alone and waited for her at the gate of the hospital.
Just as I was waiting for her, I saw a familiar figure. I opened my eyes wide and looked at Justin who got out of the car.
Justin... Why was he here?
I still remembered what Justin said to me before. When I thought of his face, which was exactly the same as that of Edward, I had a complicated and uncomfortable feeling.
"Here we are."
I turned around and faced Justin with my back, but I heard his assistant talking to him.
"Are you sure it's here?" Justin said in a low and cold voice.
"Yes, we once found his trace here. He should be hiding here."
Was Justin looking for someone?
I looked down at my toes and waited for him to leave.
Unexpectedly, a black shadow suddenly stood in front of me, which made me at a loss.
When I raised my head, I saw Justin standing in front of me. I saw his silver mask and trembled.
"You..." Justin narrowed his cold eyes and said in a cold voice, which made me freeze.
Did Justin recognize me?
"What's wrong?" The bodyguard standing behind him looked at him in confusion.
Maybe he was thinking that how could an ugly woman like me made Justin stop.
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