Chapter 115

"What?" Darren strode forward, bent down, and put the mayonnaise bottle into the plastic bag. "They're not my biological parents." The revelation sent a chill down my spine. I was just lamenting how poor their family dynamics were, yet the next second, I was proven right with a reason. Frankly speaking, I couldn't accept the news. Darren strolled alongside me, and I stole a glance at him. He seemed quite… sad. At that moment, I seemed to have realized what it meant when he told me I was the only person he had left. If they weren't blood-related, did it mean he was adopted or found on the street? I felt terrible for him. Faced with his gloominess, I wanted to inquire more but couldn't find my words. The two of us carried different thoughts. Darren pressed his lips together, lost in his own thoughts, while I couldn't help but think he had discovered the truth for some time. Perhaps all these years, they had raised him with ulterior motives. Otherwise, he wouldn't be so cold and d