Chapter 118

Fiona couldn’t let it go. She was the one who gave Aurora her allowance-she hadn’t abandoned her daughter.
Aurora shook her head, unwilling to argue any further. There was no point; Fiona would never understand.
She opened the door and stepped out of the car.
Fiona sat there, stunned with anger, her mind swirling with thoughts of Aurora’s defiance. Her daughter could brave a downpour to fetch medicine for that old woman, showing such dutiful concern-yet when it came to her own mother, all she got was cold indifference.
Bitterness twisted inside her.
“Pull over,” she snapped.
The car rolled to a stop by the curb. Outside, the rain hammered harder, drumming against the windows in a relentless torrent.
“Get out,” Fiona commanded, her voice icy and unmoved.
Aurora hesitated for a few seconds, but then she stepped out into the rain.
She didn’t expect what happened next. In a flash, Fiona snatched the paper bag of medicine from her arms. Before Aurora could react, a sharp shove sent her sprawling into the street, the shock of the fall leaving her breathless and soaked.
Fiona had shoved her own daughter out the door.
Then, with a flick of her wrist, she tossed the bag of medicine out into the storm.
The contents spilled from the torn bag and scattered across the ground, instantly drenched by the rain.
That was Grandma’s medicine…
Aurora scrambled desperately, half crawling, half stumbling, to gather the packets. But the rain was too heavy-each package was ruined, dripping wet and useless.
She clutched the soaked medicine to her chest, standing alone in the downpour. Through the blur of rain and tears, she could just make out Fiona’s cold, hateful gaze, filled with a kind of loathing she’d never seen before.
“Let her die, maybe she’ll finally be at peace,” Fiona spat, slamming the window closed.
The car sped away, leaving Aurora trembling with anger and shock.
She never imagined her mother would actually shove her into the street and throw away her grandmother’s medicine.
The heavy rain blurred the world into a gray haze. Aurora’s clothes were drenched in seconds, water streaming down her face and into her eyes.
She spotted a small shop up ahead, its lights a faint promise in the gloom. She hurried toward it but slipped on something slick, crashing down onto the pavement, pain shooting up her arm.
She stared at the ruined medicine, her mind finally snapping under the weight of it all. She just sat there, numb, her strength gone, unable to get up.
Tears slid down her cheeks, mixing with the rain.
She didn’t know how long she sat there, lost in the downpour. Eventually, the icy rain stopped pelting her.
Aurora looked up. Raindrops—or maybe tears-clung to her lashes as she met Daniel’s impassive stare.
“Are you planning to sit here and catch your death?” Daniel’s tone was rough, almost scolding.
Aurora wiped at her eyes, her voice hoarse. “Just leave me alone.”
Daniel let out a humorless laugh, grabbed her arm, and hauled her to her feet, none too gently shoving her into the car.
“I’m a fool. I can’t help myself,” he muttered as he climbed in after her, not caring that the leather seats were now soaked.
Aurora’s emotions were frayed to the edge. She hugged the sodden bag of medicine, tears streaming silently down her face. She’d stop for a moment to wipe them away, but they kept coming.
Daniel’s patience wore thin. “It’s pouring out there. Warner didn’t even bother to pick you up?” Latest content publıshed on.net
Before Aurora could answer, Daniel’s phone rang. She glanced over and caught Monica’s name flashing on the screen.
He answered, his voice clipped. Monica asked where he was; he told her he was heading home, then hung up.
Aurora wiped her eyes again, not sure what she was feeling anymore. Before she could stop herself, she blurted out, “Does Monica know you came to find me?”
Daniel let out a cold laugh. “And who are you to ask?”
Bitterness and hurt twisted inside her. Aurora dug her nails into the wet paper bag, tearing a hole in it without thinking.
She wanted to snap back, but as she opened her mouth, a sneeze escaped her- loud and ungraceful.
She was shivering, soaked to the bone, leaving wet marks all over the seat.
Daniel glanced at the driver, who immediately cranked the heat up.
Still, Aurora kept sneezing, her nose turning bright red.
Daniel gritted his teeth, fighting the urge to care-but the words slipped out anyway.
“Come here.”