A Graduation Gift novel Chapter 123

Whitney looked sad and frustrated. What Cassandra said even gave her more pain.

"I know why Courtney is acting like this. It is because of that man. He left Courtney and no one knows where he is now. I can't seem to find him no matter how hard I tried," she said.

Whitney furrowed her brows and looked at Courtney who was picking out clothes from her closet happily. Tears filled her eyes.

"Considering Courtney's mental state, how can I leave her? I can't afford to try to find the guy myself. Someone has to stay with Courtney. Also, that man hurt her. I don't know what will happen to her if he comes back in her life again. What if she goes out of control? I can't afford to lose my only daughter.

I don't expect her to fully recover. All I want is that she becomes capable of living her life without trying to hurt herself again,"

Whitney sighed. She became even more sorrowful as she looked at her daughter.

Cassandra followed her gaze. The sunshine lit the room beautifully. Under the warm sunlight, Courtney looked young and beautiful.

It could have been a very wonderful sight to see a girl picking out dresses for her date so happily on a warm afternoon, thinking about the love of her life.

Courtney, who indulged herself in her memory, must be very happy now.

"Sometimes, she acts like this, happily dreaming about the man. But after a few moments, she will suddenly return to the present and go back to her cold, indifferent self," Whitney explained.

It was difficult to watch her. Whitney looked at the ceiling to keep her tears from falling.

"Why don't you stay for a few more days in Norway, Cassandra, since you seldom come here? I have a lot of guest rooms. You can pick whichever you like. Remember to lock the door before you go to sleep so Courtney won't startle you. Please think about it," Whitney offered. "Anyway, I have a meeting with a securities agent. I should go now."

Whitney ended and left, leaving Cassandra with Courtney.

Cassandra went into deep thought.

"Pink, no. I wore pink last time,"

Courtney muttered to herself as she threw the pink dress away. Pouting, she looked like a three-year-old little girl.

"Black, no. He doesn't like me in black,"

she whispered as she threw away another batch of clothes.

"Purple? He thinks I look old in purple. No purple!"

Courtney still couldn't choose what to wear.

Cassandra walked over to her.

"Courtney, what does he like?"

she asked, being observant of Courtney's facial expression.

The girl suddenly stopped. The smile on her face disappeared gradually.

Her bright and sparkling eyes turned gloomy. Just as suddenly as it arrived, the excitement was gone.

Now, she looked confused. It was as if she turned into a different person in just a few seconds.

"He...doesn't like me,"

her voice which was happy and cheery a few seconds ago was now low and miserable. It was almost like a whisper. Cassandra's heart sunk. She felt sorry for Courtney.

Even though Courtney didn't exactly answer her question about the clothes, her response told Cassandra how much Courtney cared about the man and how sad it made her when he left.

"Then who does he like?"

Cassandra asked carefully, hoping to know more information.

Courtney furrowed her brows. Her face became cold again.

"He doesn't like me because I can't do the things he wants me to do. I can't...I just can't..."

Courtney choked up. There were tears in her eyes. She looked very upset.

Cassandra knew that she had to stop asking Courtney more questions. She didn't want her to suffer from more painful memories.

"It's okay, Courtney. You're just tired. Come here. I'm with you. Let's have some rest,"

Cassandra said to Courtney gently. She walked to the closet, helped her put back the clothes and walked her to the bed.

Courtney did feel tired after her busy morning picking out clothes.

She seldom went out the house because she was sick. In normal circumstances, it would have freaked her out to see a stranger in the house. But Cassandra intrigued her.

"What's your name? I have never seen you before,"

Courtney asked as she looked at Cassandra up and down. Her eyes were wide in wonder.

"My name is Cassandra Qin,"

Cassandra knew that Courtney must have already forgotten her, so she explained to her patiently.

Surprisingly, Courtney seemed to hold back her smile. Instead, she looked at Cassandra coldly.