Laura’s POV 134
Rafael didn’t give a damn about the doorbell.
But the ringing became more and more urgent, and finally even Rafael became impatient.
He whispered a harsh curse, then let go of me and got up to get dressed.
I was like a prisoner who had been pardoned, not caring about the pain, I scrambled to pick up all the clothes that were messy on the floor and put them over my body, rolled and crawled into the restroom, and then unlocked the door.
Leaning against the door and sitting on the floor … until this time I was really relieved. Just now the panic, despair, humiliation, and a brain attacked the heart, I covered my mouth with a bath towel, bawling in the bathroom.
I rinsed my body over and over with water. There were still wounds on my body, and the water in the pool kept getting stained red. Even then I had to clean it, I felt disgusting and dirty …
I rubbed my whole body red and purple, the water vapor enveloped the bathroom and turned it into a mist. After a long wash, I was physically and mentally exhausted, slowly climbed out of the bath, in front of the mirror a little bit of medicine.
From the forehead to the corners of the mouth, a bruise red and swollen, neck to the collarbone of the position also has a lot of injuries, the most difficult to deal with is the back, a turn is a tearing pain.
It was hard to get myself cleaned up and I shuffled my feet out of the room when I realized with a start that there was someone sitting on the couch. I first thought Rafael hadn’t left and let out a yelp of surprise, but then I heard a gentle voice say to me, “Laura don’t be afraid, it’s me.”
“You …”
I settled down before I could see that it was actually Becky in front of me.
“Your face …” She was a little shocked, busy pulling me to sit down and look carefully.
Gradually a helpless and sympathetic look appeared in her gaze.
“Rafael did it.” She said softly.
I lowered my head, the nightmare really not wanting to bring it up again.
She took me by the shoulders and patted me twice, “Don’t be afraid, don’t be afraid … It’s all in the past.”
I was in love for a while, leaning on her body aggrieved crying up.
From her soothing I get a firm strength, and she turned out to be Rafael’s ex-wife …
“What brings you here?” I ask her, raising my eyes, then responding, “Were you the one who kept knocking on the door earlier?”
She shook her head and smiled at me. “No, it’s actually a coincidence that I’m here today. My father is sick you know, his days are numbered and I want Willow to come back to Southeast Asia with me to see her grandfather one last time. I came here today to talk to Rafael about it. But when I went to his office people were not there, his assistant brought me here …”
“It was his assistant who knocked on the door.” She laughed softly, “In the past, when I wasn’t divorced, if I had something to do with him, no matter what he was doing, he had to drop whatever he was doing beforehand to deal with me. So the people around him knew I was good, so they kept knocking on the door!”
“So that’s how it is …” I wiped my eyes, “It’s a good thing you’re awesome or I would have …”
“Where’s Rafael?” I ask, “He left?”
She nods.
“Laura,” she looks at me, wanting to say something.
She turns to get me a glass of water and says a few more comforting words, and after a few moments of silence, she says to me, “Laura, I came here to see Rafael today, but since I met you, I’m going to talk to you some more.”
“Hmm. Please tell me what’s up.”
She frowned, “Mellisa… is your mother, right?”
I was stunned, “Yes, you … you know her?”
“Only recently befriended.” Becky slowed down, “You know, I came to Jerez State to find my family.”
“Oh, right.” I remembered, “Did you find the person you were looking for?”
She smiled, “Found it, it went well. Thanks to Mrs. Mellisa’s help.”
My hand, which was holding the cup, shook hard.
“What?” I stared at her, “You said … my mom? How can she help you?”
Becky looks at me and pulls out her cell phone.
She flipped over a few photos, like an appraisal report or something, and witness statements.
“This is …”
“This is all from Mrs. Mellisa.” She said, “The DNA test, I had it done myself.”
My heart leaps up.
“Laura,” she looked at me, “Cameron is the missing child from The Sterling Family!”
“What did you say?”
My ears perked up.
The news was so shocking that I had trouble taking it in for a moment, much less connecting the dots.
“Listen to me slowly.” She held my hand, “It was Mrs. Mellisa who reached out to me, saying that her sister had stolen a boy from the orphanage that year. The boy was less than a year old and couldn’t even walk, and she said that this boy, most likely, was our missing child from The Sterling Family.”
“I also asked the family,” she continued, “the woman who gave birth to my father in the first place did once bring the child to Jerez State to play, and was accidentally targeted by enemies … In the confusion the child was Lost the child, after searching learned that the child was rescued by the orphanage, but by the time The Sterling Family’s people found the orphanage, the child was gone.”
My heart was pounding.
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“Mrs. Mellisa was in the thick of it back in the day with her sister, sisters vying for a husband, wasn’t she?” She laughs.
I hang my head.
“Laura,” she said softly, “women’s jealousy is so powerful that nothing can stop it. They can’t wait to find out everything their love rivals do, so it shouldn’t be too hard for Mrs. Mellisa to look into this.”
“My mom wouldn’t be that kind.” I smiled bitterly, “She and my foster mom, her sister, they’re not the same. My foster mother’s character is simple, but my mom’s heart has a city … this matter I’m afraid that she has long investigated clearly, but has been suppressed not to say, as a trump card pinched in the hand.”
“And most likely, she also understands The Sterling Family’s position in Southeast Asia, she may also want to use this matter to get something …”
Becky laughed and patted me on the back of the hand, “Knowing your mother is like having a daughter!”
“Did I guess right?”
“Yes.” She said, “Mellisa helped me, and she did it on a condition. Her condition was to use The Sterling Family power to bail out Carter and revitalize The Lynch Group.”
I giggled inwardly.
Things really weren’t that simple.
“You, promise?”
“What else?” Becky looked pale, “There’s always a price to pay if you want to achieve your goal. Besides, this is my father’s last wish.”
“You’re such a dutiful daughter.” I whispered.
“I grew up in a patriarchal atmosphere, filial … obedience huh.” She smiled helplessly, “Filial piety is already my habit.”
“Do you … you hate Cameron?” I was a little worried, “He and you have never met, suddenly there is such an extra person to compete with you for The Sterling Family, and he has the same father and mother as you, you …”
“Why would I hate him?” Becky was frank, “It’s not that he’s competing with me, even without him, The Sterling Family would have no part of me. It’s our tradition that the family business is passed on to the male, not the female.”
“Instead, I have to thank Cameron, I feel much more at ease with him coming back to take over The Sterling Family. That way The Sterling Family won’t fall into the wrong hands. Besides, it’s not uncommon for men over there to have a few mistresses, Cameron is my brother after all, he won’t treat me badly.”
“Are you really that open-minded?” I looked at her in surprise.
“What?” She laughed, “Is it because you think all the women in our family are sad?”
“No, it doesn’t.” I shake my head.
Becky drops her eyes and smiles, a little helplessly. “All the women in our family are like this …,” she said softly, “but I’m much luckier than the previous generation, I’ve at least been out of the house, stepped into the acting circle, seen all kinds of human feelings, and opened my eyes. ”
“So I’m more in my element.”
When she said this, her eyes flashed with an unusual kind of determination.
In fact, from the first time I met her, I knew that she was an extraordinary woman.
I gently nodded, and after a moment of silence, she patted the back of my hand and said, “You take care of … yourself these days and try not to go out, although actresses don’t always have to rely on their faces to eat, but even if they are an ordinary woman, their face is also quite important. Don’t let the media capture you like this, and then do something with ulterior motives.”
“I understand.” I smiled gratefully, “Thank you Sister Becky.”
“I’m off then.” She bids me goodbye.
Before she left, she remembered something and turned to me, “I’ve agreed to your mother’s terms to bail out your brother and revitalize The Lynch Group. in a few days, there will be a large amount of money injected into The Lynch Group’s account.”
“Uh-huh.”
“Laura,” she sighed softly, “I know this is a family matter for you, but … even if I’m being talkative, I’d like to remind you that you’re the daughter of The Lynch Family and The Lynch Group is half your … this you can’t let go.”
I froze.
Even though it was coming from her, an outsider, I didn’t feel uncomfortable, but rather sweet.
Besides, she did remind me that The Lynch Group should be half mine.
“And,” Becky looked at me in a different way, “as for Rafael …”
That nightmare just came back to life. I smiled bitterly, “I don’t think it’s possible for me and him.”
“I’m not trying to break you guys up.” She said, “It’s still up to you to decide what to do with your relationship. I’m just saying … that you should be wary of him and think carefully about the marriage, Rafael isn’t as honorable as he seems.”
“What?”
I hadn’t expected Becky to say that about Rafael, and it wasn’t that long ago when the two of us had met, she had laughed and wished him well in his new marriage.
“We haven’t seen much of each other,” she grinned, “but from the first time I saw you, I felt a kindred spirit, and then with Cameron added to the mix … it was inevitable that I would have some mixed feelings about you. ”
“Sister Becky, this …”
“Anyway, consider it carefully.” Her expression turned serious, “It’s like this no matter who you marry. Marriage is a major event in a woman’s life, some people say that it’s a woman’s second reincarnation, even though this kind of speech is criticized by some feminists, it still has its own truth.”
“Yes.” I replied softly.
“You rest well.” She looked at me, “If you need my help with anything in the future, just let me know.”
“Thanks.”
I walked her out the door.
Becky told me to stay and left me her big scarf to cover my face again.
I thought a lot after she left, but there were a thousand things to think about, like a jumbled mess. Lying on the bed, I dare not turn around, when I move, it will pull the body’s injuries, tearing pain, Rafael beat me, I did not dare to tell anyone, but this humiliation is like a ball of fire in the mouth of the heart, think about it, I feel sad, I hate.
I only gave a phone call to the assistant, let her quietly bring me two pieces of clothing, and then I wrapped myself tightly, from the back door of the hotel quietly slipped home.
I went home and recuperated for more than half a month. I lied to George that I was not feeling well, refused to communicate with the outside world, and locked myself up at home.
I applied the best ointment every day, and the wounds on my face disappeared relatively quickly, and no traces of them could be seen in about ten days, while the wounds on my body were still a little painful when pressed, but they were no big deal.
Once again, when I received George’s call urging me to return to work, I was upstairs in the sunroom, sunbathing, lazily curled up in the swing, listening to the cuckoo chime, with my favorite Chopin playing on the record player, and a glass of red wine on the counter, a good portion of which I had drunk.
“Hey Laura are you listening?” The person on the other end got a little impatient and lowered her voice, “What the hell do you want? You went on strike halfway through the movie, and then all of a sudden you say you’re taking a twenty-day vacation, so I can’t even arrange a job for you! Do you really don’t want to be in this circle anymore?”
“No.” I laughed lightly, “I was just wondering if I should replace the crystal lamp in my downstairs living room with a new one.”
“You!”
“Okay, okay, no kidding you.” I said, “Don’t worry, I’ll be back to work tomorrow. Keep on letting you squeeze!”
“Auntie!” I could imagine his desperate expression through the microphone, “I just ask you to finish filming a movie for me in peace, okay? Do you know how much your popularity has dropped these days?”
“No exposure, of course no popularity, that’s what you said, this is the law of survival in this circle!”
“You know you still …” George stopped in the middle of his sentence, I know he’s still mad at me for being a goodwill ambassador for Alcostan.
Anyway, I also did this thing wrong, so I smiled kindly and said, “President George, I solemnly apologize to you! Otherwise, I will for you … to ensure that this kind of thing, the next one will not be repeated!”
George lightly grunted, “Count on you having a bit of a conscience. But even though you didn’t have any works during this period of time, your exposure was okay. At least your marriage to Rafael’s made a lot of noise.”
I was violently uncomfortable and sank my voice, “Don’t mention him to me!”
“You guys had a fight?” He asked, “Why did you delay the wedding? The media especially likes this kind of news, and insisted that you are using the opportunity to hype it up, just like the original Fryday again!”
“I’m not, and I don’t have to hype it up.” I said, “George, don’t ask questions if you’re a friend. Something’s going on between us anyway. …”
“Laura,” he coughed twice, “even if there are problems again, think about what you can’t forgive him for when he took that bullet for you …?”
“Yes, he has always saved my life. He took a bullet for me, crippled an arm for me, and hitched in his whole life for me! But … but so he’s going to control my life, so he can beat me?”
There was a silence on George’s end.
I’ll admit I was emotional, ever since I was beaten by Rafael and almost raped by him, my whole body has gone a little nuts, sometimes I get short of breath and shaky when I think about it.
“Forget it …” I took a few deep breaths to adjust myself, “There’s no use talking about it now, I’d better get ready to return to work. It’s better to support myself than to marry a man!”
George didn’t say a word.
I hung up the phone, thinking that I hadn’t watched much TV during this period of time, and I didn’t understand what the entertainment trends were out there. This circle is changing rapidly, I rested these nearly twenty days, maybe the world has been a thousand years.
However, when I turned on the TV, the news that came from all over the world was all about Cameron. …