Chapter 850 I’m Just That Kind Of A Man

“She is no daughter of mine. I won’t waste a single cent on her. Let her die.” Harvey had replied as such with an expressionless look on his face. He left after saying that, and Sotiria lost consciousness again. Sotiria had later discovered that Garrison had been the one who had paid for her emergency surgery. If Garrison hadn’t arrived on time and if it was too late, she would have been dead long ago. Most people said that fathers were generally protective of their daughters. Sotiria did not understand why her own father hated her so much. Now, she gradually understood that she was a humiliation in her father’s eyes! However, she did not hate Harvey. She hated herself for her misdemeanors. Harvey was only aware of a small tip of the iceberg of everything she had done in the past, and he already found it unacceptable. It was perfectly understandable that others would be disgusted with her! Sotiria was like a snail. She carried a hard shell to cover her innately weak and easily hurt self. She waited until she was away from Harvey’s viewpoint, then felt as if all of the strength had been knocked out of her. Her knees buckled, and she landed kneeling on the stone steps by the road. She lifted her trembling left hand and gently massaged the reddened half of her face. A gloomy figure flashed by her. Then, a man squatted down on her right. She turned her head and saw Zachary’s nearly perfect face. At first, she entered a daze. Then, she quickly concealed the sadness on her face and turned it to indifference. “You’re a regal man, Mr. Connor. Are you not afraid that you’ll devalue yourself by squatting next to me?” Zachary squinted his icy pupils. “I’m keeping my wife company. How is that devaluing myself?” “You…” Sotiria leaped to her feet as if she were shocked by an electric current. “Have some decorum, Mr. Connor!” She hastily took two steps to the left and put some distance between them. The incomparably regal Zachary continued squatting on the ground. His elegance did not diminish. He lifted his head ever so slightly and looked at her enigmatically. “Have you heard of the kind of man who would feel a greater desire to have you the more you try to hide from him? That he would pursue you even more ardently than ever?” The tips of Sotiria’s fingers trembled. “What are you trying to say, Mr. Connor?” “That’s just the kind of man I am,” he replied. “Hah!” Sotiria lifted her finger and pointed at the shopping mall entrance. She curled her lips into a smile. Her eyes filled with tears. “Mr. Connor, you’ve heard what they were saying about me? Look at them. They’re still standing there. I can’ hear what they’re saying, but I know that they’re talking about me. They’re calling me a wh*re who’s still seducing another man despite being engaged. They are talking about me, an immoral sl*t. And, the man who just gave me a slap in the middle of the street? That was my father.” Zachary’s icy pupils flashed with a weird glint. Not too long ago, when Harvey had given Sotiria that slap, he hadn’t been too far away. He had overheard everything Harvey had said to Sotiria. He couldn’t help being reminded of Charlotte. That little girl may have a father who loved and indulged her, but she had a mother who thought of her as a tumor and dearly wished she would die. Every time that little girl faced her mother, she would always act strong and indifferent, even if her heart was bleeding… This woman named Sotiria wasn’t just similar to the little girl in bearing and personality, but she even resembled her in a way that she even had relatives who viewed her as their mortal enemy! “Four years ago, after that accident, I lost all memories of my past. But today, I truly understand why I never had any friends in the past, why people always had this weird look on their faces whenever I left the house. I believe that in the past, I was a laughingstock who was disdained by outsiders and disgusted her relatives.” Sotiria faced the wind, letting it dry her tears. “But I don’t want to live that life anymore. I don’t care what I used to be. From now on, I’m going to be an upstanding citizen. I don’t care what other people may think, but I want a clear conscience.”