You Are The Apple of My Eyes novel Chapter 841

Michelle recalled that night with a shudder. She had seen Tim lying unconscious in the shadows of BL Alley three years ago. He had reeked of the metallic smell of blood, with blood caked all over his face.

Over the course of her life, Michelle had helped many people despite it backfiring on her. When she tried saving wounded animals, they'd hiss at and bite her. When she tried helping an old lady who had tripped and fallen, she had tried to blackmail her. She had helped classmates by letting them copy her homework, but she'd get in trouble with the teachers. Yet all of these instances paled in comparison to the time she saved Tim.

It had taken her a while to calm down.

Back then, she hadn't known if she saved a good guy or a bad guy.

Although saving a life should've been a good thing, she figured that if she saved an unpardonable villain, there would be terrible repercussions.

The thought that the bad guy would come back and kill her to silence her had been on the back of her mind. Thinking back to all those times she helped people and reaped bad consequences, she worried most that her parents would get caught in the cross fire.

What if her parents were in trouble, too?

She had been anxious and stressed for a long time, worried that the bad guy would come back and unleash hell on her and her family.

After all, there were many cases in which someone saved a dying person, only to be killed later.

One time, the news told of a woman who saved a man out of the goodness of her heart. However, the man turned out to be a cold-hearted criminal wanted by the police. Worried that the woman would tell others about his whereabouts, he killed her and her family before making his escape.

The man regretted after being arrested by the police, but it was useless. No one could come back to life after death.

Tim had been beaten to a pulp and been covered in blood. The people searching for him didn't look like good guys. Michelle had been frightened out of her wits.

She had regretted helping him.

That was why she had run away without turning back.

And that was when Vivian had swooped in, pretending to be Tim's savior. In return, she had had him do a lot of illegal things for her.

Michelle looked at Tim wordlessly. He might've looked fierce when he wasn't smiling, but overall, not only did she feel that he wasn't a bad egg, she also saw the pitiful loneliness in his eyes.

"Fortunately, you turned out to be a good man." Michelle heaved a sigh of relief.

Now that she knew the person she had saved turned out to be a good guy, she was relieved.

"'A good man'?" Tim smiled sardonically. He didn't agree with what Michelle called him.

But she just smiled at him and nodded enthusiastically.

Elaine seemed to remember something. She asked Michelle, "Did it happen when you went to your aunt's house?"

Michelle tilted her head, trying hard to recall. "I'm not sure. Maybe."

"It's been four years, right? Or maybe three. But the point is, I remember you were so shaken when you came back from your aunt's house. Every time you heard a loud or sudden noise, you'd get so scared." Elaine shook her head at the bad memory. "Your aunt said you might've seen something dirty in BL Alley..."

She trailed off

and looked at Tim apologetically. "I don't mean to offend you."

"Don't worry about it." Tim then looked at Michelle in confusion. "Did I scare you?"

Michelle said frankly, "Yes, a bit."

"I'm sorry." Tim plucked a piece of braised pork ribs with his chopsticks and placed it into her bowl. "Also, thank you."

Adams, who was well on his way to being drunk, gave his daughter a thumbs-up sign and said, "Well done, my brave girl. Saving people is good. But you should tell us when you're scared. Why didn't you say anything?"

He cast a reproachful glance at his daughter.

Michelle giggled softly. "I'm a grown up now, Dad!"

"Even if you're an adult, you're still our child." It was obvious Adams was proud of her for her bravery, but at the same time, he was worried for her.

Michelle had a tendency to keep these sorts of things to herself, but Adams just wanted to protect her.

Knowing what her father meant, Michelle gave him a warm smile. "Yes, yes, I'll always be your baby girl. I promise I'll tell you what I'm going through in the future, no matter what it is."

As she spoke, she filled each of their glasses and then raised her own. "Happy New Year's Eve!"

They clinked their glasses and cheered.