He loathed me so much. If he knew that I was no longer pure, he would probably wish for me to die in Roberts Village to avoid tarnishing the Phillips family's reputation.

I hurriedly lowered my head. "Mr. Phillips, I know I was wrong. I won't dare do it again. Please don't send me back..."

"Enough, get up!"

Dylan's voice was cold. It seemed mixed with anger.

"Is kneeling the only thing you know how to do now when you see people? Chloe, where's your self-respect?"

Wasn't it he who crushed my self-respect with his own hands?

In the past, the Phillips family cherished me. Dylan never let me suffer the slightest grievance.

One time, he got drunk, and I went to the bar to pick him up. A rich kid mistook me for a bar girl and just grabbed my hand. Dylan beat him until his face was covered in blood.

In the end, he pressed the guy's head down and forced him to kneel and apologize to me. That's how the matter was settled.

When word got out, everyone envied me, the beloved princess of the Phillips family.

Back then, I was proud. I never bowed my head to anyone.

But now, there's no more princess of the Phillips family. There's only the orphaned girl of the Morgan family.

I cowered in silence.

Dylan stood in front of me for a long time.

Finally, he let out a cold laugh.

"It seems you've made quite some progress these three years. You've even learned how to play the victim.

"If you want to kneel, then kneel. Let's see how long you can keep it up."

Of course, Gianna couldn't let me kneel there forever. She tried to smooth things over and help me up.

I flinched.

In Roberts Village these past three years, countless hands have torn at my body.

Any touch from someone else filled me with fear.

Gianna's hand froze in mid-air.

After a moment, she looked at my pale face. She was in disbelief.

"Chloe, why have you lost so much weight? Did they not treat you well?"

Dylan looked at me coldly and said, "Mom, you're overthinking it. They're Chloe's relatives. How could they treat her badly? She probably threw tantrums, refusing to eat this or that, and that's why she's like this."

I lowered my eyes and didn't say anything.

I got up awkwardly.

Dragging my heavy right leg, I limped toward the stairs. I saw the shock in Dylan's eyes.

Gianna exclaimed, "Chloe, what happened to your leg?"

Dylan looked at me intently as if waiting for an answer.