Chapter 811 I Don’t Care!
In the hospital, despite having casts on both her legs and an arm, Adelpha was still not staying still as she shouted, “Don’t bother me! It was supposed to be my opportunity to study abroad, but it’s now been stolen! I’d rather die!”
When Lyra saw that, she felt bad for her and kept coaxing her, “My poor daughter. Let’s not think about that anymore, okay? You need to focus on your recovery first. Don’t move around already. You’ve just applied some medicine. It’d be a shame if the wound on your pretty face gets infected and leaves a scar!”
“I don’t care! I want to go overseas! I want to further my studies! I want Maestro Yorkson!” Adelpha glared at Elise and said, “It’s all because of her. She made me like this! If she hadn’t dodged in the first place, I wouldn’t have fallen down the stairs! She wanted to ruin my face! Is stealing Maestro Yorkson not enough?! How can this be fair?!”
Hearing that, Elise rolled her eyes. “You’re saying that I should’ve just stood still, let you push me down the stairs, and end up like how you are right now? Will you be happy then?”
“Did I say that? If you had stopped me, maybe both of us wouldn’t have fallen down. You just wanted to make a fool out of me in front of Maestro Yorkson!” Adelpha was relentless.
“Enough!” Onyx was annoyed by the both of them and shouted sternly. “Have you not embarrassed yourselves enough yet?!”
Adelpha stopped talking at once. In fact, Elise didn’t want to bother her in the first place, so she looked away.
Irritated, Onyx looked at Elise and clicked his tongue, but didn’t say anything else.
Then, he turned to look at Adelpha and scolded her, “You! Who can you blame when you can’t even walk properly yourself? After learning the piano for so many years, you aren’t even better than your sister, who started later than you. How dare you make a fuss when you have lousy skills? If I were you, I’d just live quietly. Why do you need to ask for a scolding yourself…”
“Dad! Why are you saying that to me?!” Adelpha was angry and sulky at the same time since his attitude toward her these days was turning colder and colder.
“Did I say anything wrong?” He became more agitated and said, “Do you know how much I’ve spent on you throughout the years? How did you repay me? You’re bad at the piano, and your academics aren’t stellar either. You just can’t do anything right, so why can’t I say anything about you?”
“I…” she had no comeback and could only pull her blanket as she sulked, feeling angry on her own.
Looking at her sulky look, Jacob nearly laughed out loud. However, he didn’t want to stir up trouble, so he held back his laughter.
Just then, a notification from Twitter popped on his phone suddenly, which included ‘the two elders of the Sinclairs’ as the keywords.
He clicked into the trending list and was attracted by the hashtag that was trending first.
He stared at his phone screen for two seconds with an intriguing look on his face. Then, he deliberately raised his voice. “Oh, Alexander is getting married.”
“What?!” Adelpha strained her ears at once and shouted agitatedly, “What? What are you talking about? Alexander is my boyfriend. It’s impossible for him not to tell me if he’s getting married!”
Under Onyx’s pressure, she must have swallowed the word ‘f*ck’.
Hearing that, Jacob shrugged his shoulders and said casually, “See for yourself if you don’t believe me, then. It’s trending.”
As he said that, he clicked something on his phone and passed it to Elise, who was standing beside him.
When Elise took over the phone, what was showing on the screen was not the news about Alexander, but a news account that uploaded social news.
‘The historic town area is on fire. The whereabouts of the two elders from the Northwest’s Sinclair Family are still unknown…’
The mountain in Elise’s heart collapsed at once, and her heart skipped a beat.
After a while, she snapped out of her daze and turned around to run out of the place.
Onyx tried to ask her to stay, but before he could say anything, Elise and Jacob disappeared from the room.
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