Chapter 163 Old Wounds
Chapter 163 Old Wounds
Should <i>I </i>give this USB away?
After parting with Trina, Tracy headed straight back to the Jackman Vi
Since Walter’s ident, she rarely returned. Some of her belongings still remained at the Jackman Vi, she knew it was time to move them to her rented apartment
To avoid running into the Jackmans, she deliberately came in the afternoon.
By habit, Benjamin and Andrew would be at the office, Daphne and Erin would either be shopping or at a salon, and Liam would be out partying or racing with his friends.
Tracy packed up her things quickly and nned to leave just as swiftly. But as soon as she stepped out the door, she unexpectedly ran into Liam.
He looked pale, almost sick, like someone who had just received terrible news. His eyes were unfocused, his whole demeanor shaken.
Tracy nced at him once before turning away. She passed by without a word, colder than if he were a
stranger.
That was how it should be between her and the Jackmans–pretend not to know each other, even when they cross paths on the street.
But the moment Liam saw her, it was as if something snapped. He rushed toward her.
“CeeCee, I’m sorry. I didn’t know–I really didn’t know<i>.</i><i>” </i>
He clutched her arm tightly, his pale face and year–filled eyes giving him a pitiful look.
Tracy, however, felt no sympathy. She tensed, her guard immediately rising.
She tried to pull her arm away, but Liam held on firmly.
With no choice<b>, </b>she stepped back, ring at him with even more suspicion. “What now, Mr. Liam?” she asked coldly.
Every time he suddenly lost control around her, it never led to anything good.
He didn’t notice her disgust. While still gripping her arm, he spoke with guilt and remorse evident in his voice. <i>“</i>CeeCee, I’m sorry. I didn’t realize how much you’ve been through. I kept misunderstanding you…
When Tracy saw his watery eyes, for a second she wondered–did he somehow find out about what happened at <i>the </i>academy?
“You…” Her fists tightened unconsciously. “You know?”
Liam nodded vigorously, and his eyes were filled with a regret that felt almost tangible. “I always thought you had everything you wanted, the best of everything. I thought you were spoiled and greedy, and when
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the kidnapping happened, I assumed you staged it yourself to get money from the family.
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“But then I learned the truth–you really had no money. You worked outside–not to get our attention, but just to survive. And for my birthday, you even sold some of your favorite jewelry just to buy me a gift.
This finding left him wracked with guilt. For the first time in his life, he truly understood what it meant to regret something so badly it hurt inside.
Tracy had treated him with nothing but kindness, yet he had doubted her again and again. He even-
When she was kidnapped, he had said the cruelest words, telling the kidnappers to dump her body far away so he wouldn’t have to deal with the bad luck.
He couldn’t even start to imagine how devastated Tracy must have felt hearing those words over the phone.
As Liam condemned himself in his mind, he failed to notice how Tracy’s face had gone pale.
I thought he <i>knew</i><b>… </b>
Tracy suddenly felt likeughing.
Laughing at her own foolishness.
How many times had she been hurt before? How many times had she warned herself not to expect anything from the Jackmans? And yet, she still hadn’t learned. She still held on to hope.
If they truly cared about her–if they cared about what she endured at the academy, would they really have done nothing for two years? Would they really wait until she returned home before making the smallest effort to investigate?
If Liam had been paying attention at all, he would’ve noticed the way her face drained of color.
But he didn’t notice a thing.
He just kept speaking with heartfelt remorse. “If Ronald hadn’t pointed it out, I’d still be misunderstanding you. GeeCee, you don’t me me, do you?”
His eyes locked onto hers, nervous and pleading, like he meant every word.
But Tracy didn’t care what he felt. All she felt was disgust–and a bitter sense of irony.
Ronald had known her for less than six months, and yet he had already seen through her clearly. Liam, on the other hand, needed someone else to remind him before he even started looking into her life.
That alone made her feel pathetic,
With a sharp tug<i>. </i>Tracy finally yanked her hand free.
“The past stays in the past,” she said tly. “What good does it do for you to bring it up now, Mr. Liam? You seem to forget things easily, so let me remind you–I’m not your sister.”
The emptiness left in his hand,bined with the cold, guarded look in her <b>eyes</b><b>, </b>hit Liam like <b>a </b>bucket <b>of </b>
ice water.
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His face grew even paler as he looked at her. He said hurtfully, “You are telling me this, but you’re still ming me. I didn’t know–I was kept in the dark too.”
Frantic, he rushed to exin. “Our allowances are wired into our ounts every month by thepany’s finance office. If we ran out, we’d just ask Dad, Mom, or Andrew for more. None of us ever thought to check the bnce.
“And Andrew canceled your card because you kidnapped Miranda. I didn’t know that the finance office never wired the money into your ount after that. If I had known, I would’ve spoken up for you.”
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