Chapter 281

Gemini sighed, "It was my fault. We were all panicking at that time, but we didn't hide it. We told Liyana and Harrison about it. Your Liyana was so angry she ended up in the hospital. After the incident was resolved after a long time, everyone pretended like nothing had happened. Your mother wanted to break up, but Harrison wasn't willing. They ended up getting married. We thought that would be the end of it, but then you were born less than a month later." Giselle stood there without moving. When she heard the last part, she suddenly laughed. "So, none of you were at fault. The one who's wrong is me." She remembered her mother saying when she was ill that it was her fault, she had done something wrong. At that time, Giselle did not understand. She didn't comprehend why her mother would blame herself when it was clearly Harrison who cheated. She also didn't understand why her father, Harrison, treated her so poorly when she was his daughter... Now she suddenly understood everything. They had resolved the matter well, but the variable turned out to be her. If she hadn't been born... In Gemini's words, Harrison loved her mother so much that he wouldn't cheat. Her mother wouldn't blame everything on herself when she was sick, unable to let go until the end... "Giselle, if Patrick didn't fall sick, we weren't planning on telling you about this." "You guys are really great," Giselle said, her head bowed low, a faint smile on her face. "You guys really considerate of me.." Outside the private room, Vanessa glanced at the message on her phone, her heart tightening. She said to Liyana, "Liyana, Ben said that Patrick heard you had asked Giselle to come, he ran away from the hospital." "Why aren't they stopping him?" "Ben said he didn't have enough time." "Ben..." Liyana complained, "Does he even know what should be said and what shouldn't be said?" Vanessa said, "Liyana, Ben doesn't know about this. Do you think Patrick will come here?" Liyana frowned slightly, then she said, "Even if he comes, it will be too late. Giselle should know all that she has to know by now." Bang—— The door of the private room was forcefully pushed open as soon as her words fell. The next moment, Giselle ran out. It seemed like it was too hard to accept. Such things were probably hard for anyone to accept. Giselle rushed out of the tea house and hailed a cab outside. As she got in, she failed to notice a car behind her, originally about to stop, closely followed her after she boarded the taxi. In the taxi, Giselle was like a lost soul. The sound of the driver repeatedly asking her echoed in her ears, "Miss, where would you like to go? We've been going round in circles." Where to go? Giselle didn't know either. All she knew was that she needed a moment of quietness. She really needed it. "Anywhere." She said, then stopped caring about anything. She didn't know what else she could care about at this point. The man she'd always considered her father ended up not being her father; her ex-boyfriend, whom she had loved deeply, turned out to be her half-brother. Was there anything more absurd and laughable than this? She'd hated Harrison for so many years, only to discover in the end that she had to thank him. She was grateful to him for raising her all these years, grateful to him for not kicking her out. Her mother. Because she gave birth to her, because she wasn't Harrison's daughter, she got betrayed. She blamed it all on herself, blamed herself for doing things wrong, and eventually drove herself to death... Huh! Giselle wondered, why did her mother give birth to her? She didn't want such a life at all. Why give birth to her and then make her feel so miserable, doubting her existence, wondering if she is the commencement of all tragedies. She even shamelessly asked Harrison for 20 percent of the Hawk family's shares. Where did she get the face? She wasn't even his daughter, yet she coveted others' inheritance. Living so many years, there was not a moment Giselle felt like a joke as she did now. "Miss, it's getting dark outside. Do you want to keep going?" The taxi driver asked from the side. He could also tell that the girl beside him seemed to be going through some big problems in her life. He advised, "No matter how big the problem, don't give up on yourself. These days, some people are jumping into rivers, others are taking sleeping pills. In the end, the ones who get hurt are their own families." Family! Did she have a family? Giselle replied, "Don't worry, I won't do anything stupid." After she finished speaking, she took a deep breathe, "Sir, please just stop by any hotel." "Alright then." The driver agreed, and eventually, the car came to a halt in front of a small to medium-sized hotel. Giselle stepped out of the car, went to the reception to get a room, and went upstairs. Once she was in the room, she closed the door behind her. No lights were switched on. She curled up her legs, hugging herself, squatting on the floor. How strange! She was someone who usually cried easily, yet during such painful times, the tears just wouldn't come. In the past, she would often feel wronged, and would frequently get angry. Whenever Harrison treated her poorly, she would mentally curse him for his cruelty towards his own daughter. When Davina and Gloria taunted her right to her face, she stood her ground with firm conviction because they were, after all, just the mistress and the illegitimate daughter. When Patrick left without uttering a word, discarding her, she blamed him, resented him, and hated him from within. But now, it turned out she wasn't Harrison's biological daughter. She was also an illegitimate child, not part of the Hawk family, yet she'd made so much fuss in their house. Patrick left because he found out she was his sister. It seemed like they were not in the wrong. The only one at fault was her. What right did she have to cry? Her head throbbed painfully, and Giselle felt like it might explode. After so many years, she once again felt that her existence was meaningless in this world... Even a burden. Her breathing became somewhat labored. Giselle abruptly stood up, grabbing a bottle of mineral water from the bar. After unscrewing the cap, she took large gulps of water. Such emotion caused her to feel panicked. Over and over, she would tell herself inside her mind - think about nice scenarios, think happy thoughts... She could not come up with anything, yet a voice inside her mind kept reminding her, Maverick, you still have Maverick... Just like a drowning person, the only piece of driftwood they could grasp onto. Giselle pulled out her phone, intending to call Maverick, but when she saw the three missed calls from Maverick in her call history, her hand suddenly froze. She felt truly terrible about herself. She was this kind of person, truly, she was not worthy. With a sense of loss, Giselle sat down on the ground, her head hanging down. Inside the pitch-black room, Giselle chuckled softly. From behind her, there were sounds of knocking on the door. Giselle ignored them, but the knocks kept coming, showing no signs of giving up. In the end, Giselle got up and opened the door. "I don't need any..." She abruptly stopped talking. Upon seeing Patrick standing outside the door, Giselle shuddered and immediately averted her gaze. After learning they were half-siblings sharing the same father, every time she looked at Patrick, she only felt a deep sense of guilt.