The scar mask was made using silicone that was molded to the shape of her face, and paint was used to add color to the scar.No one had ever discovered that the scar was fake, as no one apart from her grandmother, had ever studied her face carefully.At first glance, everyone would be caught off guard by her scar, and they would hastily look away. No one gave her a second glance. Like Mrs. Woods had said, the scar on her face would disgust anyone who saw her, and no one would repeatedly stare at something that disgusted them.Though she had encountered injustice in her life due to the scar on her face, she was still grateful for it. Her grandmother had mentioned that there were bad people looking for her and who might harm her.She had ensured to keep the prosthetic on ever since she was a child, and though everyone had called her ugly, she had not been harmed physically. After all, even bad people would be scared off by her scar.After tearing the scar off, she stared at her re
There were a few children playing in the snow nearby. Her lips curled into a smile as she watched the smile on their faces and heard the sound of their laughter.Beautiful things had always moved her easily. Encouraged, she put on a scarf and went outside.She stood a distance away from the children, and she started building a snowman. She made two snowmen, one slightly bigger than another."Big Sister, is that you? Are your mom?" asked a little girl who had come over. She was staring at the snowmen that Irene had built. Irene buried her face in the scarf around her neck, leaving only her eyes unconcealed. "It's me and my grandma.""Oh... So the big one is your grandma and the small one is you!" the little girl said.Irene shook her head. "I'm the bigger one. The smaller one is my grandma."Her grandmother had always been a petite old woman, and ever since she had fallen ill, she had only lost more weight.Her grandmother appeared like a tall tree when Irene was younger, giv
She stood up abruptly, intending to plead her case to the butler."Where are you going?" Lucas yelled."I'm going to talk to the butler.""What's the point? Do you think that my dad is going to listen to the butler?" Lucas said calmly."It's still better than not explaining myself at all, right?" Irene insisted on talking to the butler.Lucas had merely wanted to see how she would react. He had not expected her to be this nervous."I've explained the situation to my dad." He thought back to how swiftly had she run into the rain and realized that Irene could disappear in an instant if he didn't explain everything to his father. "I told him that I was the one who ordered you to buy this."She stilled before sighing a breath of relief. "And what did he say? Is he angry with me?""He didn't say anything. He left after I finished my food.""Oh. So, you intentionally mentioned that he was going to punish me to tease me. Mr. Lucas, you are horrible. I brought you food and you try to
"Do you always study until this late?" He watched as she frantically put her books away and picked up one of the books. "Your handwriting is nice."She beamed at the compliment. "Do you think I got those questions right, Mr. Lucas?"The calm mask on Lucas's face dropped as he wondered whether he looked like someone who studied.He shoved the book into her bag and changed the subject. "You don't have to send food to me tomorrow."She froze. "Is the food in the fridge enough for tomorrow?""You can come here and cook for me tomorrow," Lucas said. "My dad messaged me just now, saying that he is taking his wife and his daughter out on a trip."She beamed. "That's great! Mr. Lucas, you are free!""Whatever. It's not like I want to go outside even if I'm allowed to," he said proudly."Is it too cold for you out there? It's not that cold. Your jacket is just too thin. Do you have a down jacket?" She studied the jacket he was wearing and asked, "Your dad said that he is giving you an a
"Do you think we believe you? You either pay us back the money or give us this bag!""Sir, no, I bought this for Mr. Lucas. Sir, I'm now working for the Woods family. Mrs. Woods has said that she will double my pay. When I receive my pay next month, I'll give it all to you." Irene hid the bag behind her. "The money I used to buy this jacket was given to me by Mr. Lucas. This isn't my money. I'm not lying to you.""Who on earth in the Woods family would want you as a servant? Don't you realize how ugly you are? You don't even know how to lie!" The man walked behind her and snatched her bag."Sir, if you don't believe me, you can follow me. I've almost reached my destination. Mr. Woods has brought his son home, and Mrs. Woods doesn't like him, so she got me to serve him," Irene said. "Sir, I can't lose this job. If I lose this job, I won't have the money to pay you back.""Irene, when your grandmother died, didn't she leave you anything valuable?" the man hissed. "She had been workin
"Who hurt you?""I'm fine." Irene did not want others to be affected by her negative emotions. She took the down jacket out of the bag."Mr. Lucas, I used the remaining money to buy you a down jacket. When you head out in the future, wear this!" She passed him the jacket. "I bought it with your money. You don't have to thank me.""I'm asking you who hurt you!" Lucas furrowed his brows. He threw the down jacket on the sofa, not even bothering to look at it. "Mr. Lucas, this is a private matter. It will not affect my job." Irene placed her bag down. She had intended to place it in the shoe cupboard. "Your grandmother is dead. Now you're alone. Other than work and study, what other private matters do you have?" Lucas looked at her bag and said, "Your bag is a little dirty today."That comment undid Irene. She bent down and covered her face. She cried, "They took away the bracelet that Grandma gave me. That was the only thing she left for me… Grandma said that the bracelet is n
Irene felt as if she had been showered with gifts. She happily nodded! "Mr. Lucas, thank you! Thank you for letting me have lessons with you!""Do you like having lessons that much?" Lucas looked at her.She flushed with delight. Her eyes sparkled once more."Yes!" said Irene. after giving the matter some careful thought, she said, "Actually, Mr. Lucas, I don't like going to lessons, but I want to go to college. Only by going to college can I find a better job. The only way I can support myself is if I were to get a good job." "Eat up." Lucas ended this heavy topic.Irene immediately headed to the kitchen to grab some utensils."Mr. Lucas, you treat me well," said Irene after a few she got a few spoons of food into her. "Other than Grandma, no one has ever treated me this well."Lucas was confused. "How am I treating you well?""You are allowing me to share your lessons, and you share your food with me. No one has ever invited me to eat with them," said Irene, listing out th
"Mr. Lucas, why aren't you wearing your pants?" Irene blushed and turned around. "I'll go get you your pants. Get up quickly. Don't make the tutor wait for you."Ten minutes later, Irene pulled Lucas out of his room. The tutor looked at them tugging at each other and furrowed his brows.However, looking at the scar on Irene's face, his brows relaxed."Sir, I would like to speak to you alone," Lucas said to the tutor.The tutor nodded and followed Lucas to the side. About 15 minutes later, they had both finished talking. The tutor furrowed his brows a little and walked over to Irene."Let's begin!"Irene was stunned for a while and looked at Lucas. "Mr. Lucas, come and join the lessons!""Go. Show me your notes after the lesson. Stop talking. The tutor is paid by the hour," said Lucas as he settled himself on the sofa. He began scrolling through his phone. "You two have your lessons in another room. Don't disturb me."Irene was speechless.The tutor said, "Irene, let's go!"Ir