Ice and Fire novel Chapter 638

Violet didn't reply, feeling a strange sadness in her heart. Was Greg still the same man she knew?

"Or... is it because Roger doesn't buy you new clothes?" Greg wondered out loud.

Violet sucked in a breath. "Greg, if you don't have anything else to say, I want to leave." She pushed him, not wanting to meet his eyes.

"Violet, don't you think you owe me an explanation?" Greg asked her in anger. 'She wants to leave? Ha! She's finally here in front of me. I didn't even need to try and look for her; she came to me all by herself. Does she think I'd let her go just like that?' he snorted.

Violet knew him very well. When Greg wanted to know something, he didn't stop until he got his answer.

Violet huffed. She decided to give him a reply. Avoiding him wouldn't resolve anything.

She looked at him from beneath her lashes, ready to give him her answer. Her determination to do so didn't stop a lone tear from falling down.

Greg saw her red eyes and felt heartbroken. 'What is wrong? Is she crying because of me? And why do I feel her pain?' he frowned at his own thoughts.

"Greg Xiao, you want an explanation, right? Fine, I will tell you the truth," Violet said resolutely. "I work at GR Group. Roger is the company's vice president and he got in a car accident because of me. I should have donated blood for him, because I owe him that much, all right? I need to make sure he's okay. I hope he can be saved. That's all."

Greg listened to her words and watched her tears fall. He felt ashamed. Violet wasn't in a relationship with Roger. He had got it all wrong.

But Violet didn't stop. "You wanted answers, right? You want to know why my clothes are so dirty and old? Do you know why I distribute leaflets on the streets every day?" She continued, glaring at Greg fiercely. She revealed the truth to him. "It's because I don't attract attention when I live this way. Only this way others don't see my scars. I don't wear skirts in the summer. I don't go to parties held by rich girls. I'm only happy when I'm in these ordinary clothes, when other people don't stop to take a second look at me. This is the only way they don't mention the scars on my body. Do you understand now, Greg? Do you understand?!"

Violet almost yelled out the last few words. She had been sad for so long, but she never revealed it to her family. She didn't want them to worry. She couldn't say anything to her friends either. Only with Greg could she speak her heart out. He knew what had happened to her when she was a little girl.

Greg watched her eyes well up with more tears, even as the old ones continued to fall. He couldn't find the right words to say to her and felt a sudden pressure in his chest. He loved her and cared about her. After they broke up, he thought she still lived happily every day. As happy as he had been when he first held her hand many years ago. He didn't know that she was suffering all alone. Her scars still bothered her. Those lasting scars had left a shadow on her happiness.

Violet looked away, unable to meet Greg's eyes.