During the three years of marriage, whenever Adam and I were alone, all sorts of accidents would happen to Maria.
Common little problems that happened to Maria were always a catastrophe for the Kain family's two men.
Renee has turned to me for help countless times.
At first, I questioned him and made a fuss, but the facts later told me that our positions were predetermined from the moment of our secret marriage.
After we packed our belongings and mother's old clothes and were ready to leave, they finally came back.
Maria was obediently following behind them, waiting for them to fetch her slippers.
The laughter of them came to a sudden halt when they saw me and Renee.
Adam's eyes flashed an impatient annoyance, and he spoke coldly.
"Where are you going? What's wrong with you again? Haven't I already explained today's matter to you?"
He looked at me with complete indifference, ignoring my red and swollen eyes from exhaustion.
His voice became increasingly impatient.
"Come on, this wedding was just a charade, and Maria happened to get hurt. I had no choice I'll just make it up to you later!
"Besides, if it weren't for your mother coming over, she wouldn't have thought of making a dish, and she even cut her finger! I haven't held it against you, what are you making a fuss about? It's enough!"
Renee squeezed my hand tighter and harder, trembling slightly.
Bowen, who was standing next to Adam, didn't bother to explain anything.
He bent down to pick up Maria's slippers and even helped her put them on.
Maria looked at us with her luggage in hand and turned to Adam with a hint of sadness in her voice.
"Adam, it's all my fault for delaying your wedding."
She then turned to me and explained.
"Bonnie, why are you bringing your luggage out? I got hurt and bled a lot today. I was so scared, so I told them, but I didn't expect them to make such a big deal out of it and take me to the hospital. You know I don't have any friends here..."
I stared at the small bandage on her finger and suddenly felt both pitiful and ridiculous.
"If you don't mind, I can tell you when I'm in trouble. Will you be my sister? I've always felt that you are very kind to me!"
As she spoke, a mischievous smile appeared on her face, and her eyes were filled with indescribable pride.
In an instant, the image of my mother gasping for breath appeared before my eyes.