The laughter rose and fell, but I couldn't hear anything. I could only see their mouths.
My hearing aid was knocked to the ground while I was struggling. It was bought by Edward, so it couldn't be thrown away.
Dean seemed to have had enough fun and sneered.
"With your figure, who would want to look at you? You look so pitiful all day long. It's disgusting!"
"Don't bother me again in the future, or I'll take off more than just your clothes!"
"I'm not my brother. I won't be fooled by you! I don't have the habit of picking up stray dogs on the side of the road..." Dean narrowed his eyes and his expression turned completely cold. He stared at me with a gloomy gaze. "...Especially an ungrateful dog who will bite."
I couldn't hear it, but I could still capture the hatred in Dean's deep eyes.
Yes, not only did he hate me, but I also hate myself to the extreme!
I was the one who got his brother hurt!
It's all my fault, Edward!
It was all my fault!
"What are you doing?"
Linda, who rushed over and hugged me, who was trembling all over.
"Well, it's all her fault!"
"She owes me and my brother!"
Dean sneered, kicked away the wine bottles scattered on the ground, and turned to leave.
I looked at the familiar back and was about to leave. I didn't care about the dizziness and intense stomachache.
"Don't go... Let's go home, it's time to go home... Please..."
My hoarse voice did not make Dean stay. Instead, it made Linda excited.
She shook my body hard and roared word by word.
I couldn't hear her at all, but I understood what she was saying.
"Selina, he's not Edward!"
"He looks exactly like Jason, but he's a snake!"
"Edward is not here!"
Trembling all over, I struggled to find the hearing aid on the ground with tears streaming down my face.
Ignoring the glass shards and stains all over the floor, I finally found it in the corner of the sofa.
I wiped it clean, put it back on, and forced a smile.
"I know Edward isn't here, but I can't lose the things he sent me, or he'll be worried."
Linda couldn't hold it in any longer and roared at me.
‘"Are you crazy?"
"Your Edward is dead!"
"He is dead!"
In an instant, I felt a sharp pain in my heart.
I clutched my chest and spat out a mouthful of blood. My head buzzed.
The blood seemed to have flowed from Edward's head that day...
Before the car accident, Edward was still full of smiles and wanted to take me to the beach to travel and get married.