Chapter 570

Jane didn't know why, but she instinctively pushed Frederick away with a guilty conscience. Harold approached, his eyes immediately darkening with anger when he saw Jane's red-rimmed eyes evidence of recent tears. He clenched his small fists and shot Frederick a glare before softening his voice to ask, "Jane, why are you crying? Did Frederick bully you?" Though she had wiped her tears away, Jane's breath was still uneven, hitching slightly from the aftermath of crying. On top of that, she had been exhausted from studying medicine under her grandfathers' strict guidance. The moment she returned, she had rushed straight to the Youth Science Competition without a break. Even during the rare moments she could steal some rest, she had to mediate the endless, childish squabbles between her brothers soothing one, then placating another. It was utterly draining. Now, with Harold's concerned question, the grievances she had suppressed earlier surged back up. Fresh tears golden droplets rolled d