'What are you shaking your head for? It's not enough that you alone come to beg for money and seduce men everywhere. What right do you have to shake your head? What do you mean by shaking your head? Are you denying me? I tell you, Ashley, people around the world can look down on you, but Ashley, you have no right to look down on anyone."

Ashley's body trembled, and her head drooped, even more depressed. In this world, anyone can look down on her, but she has no right to look down on anyone.


Milan, are you satisfied?

Ah… Maybe this was the Ashley he wanted.

Closing her eyes, there was only one word in her mind - Money.


Without money there is nothing, but with money, you will have...

Giselle glanced at Ashley disapprovingly. Looking at Ashley's miserable appearance, she suddenly felt depressed and pouted:


"In short, you should remember, you're just a cripple, don't dream of seducing Elliot." After speaking, she coldly shook her butt and went into the bedroom, leaving Ashley alone there.

Rubbing her eyebrows, Ashley ignored everything else and jumped into the hot shower, snuggling under the blanket.

The weather was incredibly hot without the air conditioning on, but Ashley felt so cold that she shivered.

She curled up even more into a ball as if curling up like that would warm her.

Outside the window, I don't know whose house bird is singing. During this song, she was sleeping very soundly.

'Hey, hey. Wake up."

With an unceremonious push, Ashley was awakened. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Giselle in front of her.

Feeling confused, she had a high fever but was not angry, muttering one sentence:

'Don't push, my head is dizzy."

Giselle stopped pushing her hand, and paused for a moment, the next second she smiled coldly:

'You think I want to go to your room, wake up quickly, it's time, sleep like a dead pig, what time will you wake up to go to work? Last time you didn't go to work, Meadow scolded me. I don't want to be scolded by Meadow anymore, wake up quickly."

Going to work?

Ashley's head was hot and confused. Upon hearing Giselle's words, her mind became even more confused.

In a daze, the word 'go to work' was like a grenade, instantly exploding, making her a little more alert... Go to work.

She pushed the blanket off the bed, eager to wake up, but her whole body was sore and tired, and she almost fell to the ground.

Giselle frowned and said dissatisfiedly: "Hurry up, there are no men here, who are you acting for?"

Ashley let Giselle coldly tease her, she changed her clothes.

'Isn't it just rain? Is weakness so precious? I've also been caught in the rain before, but not like you. Are you covered in gold or something?" Giselle was still around taunting Ashley.

Her head ached. Ashley rubbed her head and suddenly turned around: "Giselle, you know? In this world, no one likes women who like to speak harshly. If you want Elliot to have sympathy for you, you better change."

Having said that, Ashley prepared herself to be further humiliated by Giselle.

But for some reason today she wanted to be free and indulgent.

When she was young, she got sick, her brother said: the timing of her illness was the most erratic.

At that time, she was especially attached to Milan. She also knew that Milan found her uncomfortable.

But that time she was sick, she clung to him, wanting to take a nap together. Even though she knew he found her annoying, she still clung to him, boasted shamelessly, and used her brother's words to tell him that patients have rights. I'm sick. If you don't sleep with me, my illness won't get better.

This was ridiculous but Milan agreed to take a nap with her.

She tasted the sweetness and tried to take a cold shower to make herself sick, but things never went as expected.

Unconsciously, Ashley sank into her memories. She didn't hear Giselle's harsh words.

'Ashley, you scolded me so harshly just now, and now you're pretending to be stupid."

Giselle's sharp voice, accompanied by Ashley's panicked scream...

Her head was hit on the door latch, Ashley cried out in pain, took a cold breath, and tilted her head to look at Giselle's scared face...

There was something hot on her forehead, the world was covered in a bright red color... Giselle's face was filled with fear, becoming more and more terrified.

How… What happened…

"Not me. It has nothing to do with me. It's because you can't stand it, it has nothing to do with me, it has nothing to do with me."

Ashley's vision became more and more blurry, and finally, Giselle's frightened figure appeared, and she rushed out.

Her vision became increasingly blurry, she was still very confused... What's going on? What's wrong with Giselle?

Oh… a bit tired…

'Meadow, I want to take a leave of absence." Her voice whispered weakly, getting deeper and deeper, eventually even she didn't know what she was saying...

The sound of panicked footsteps grew closer. A figure stood in front of Ashley, bending down and panting:

'It has nothing to do with me, you just can't stand it, right? That's just the way it is, it has nothing to do with me, who would have thought that just a slight touch would make you fall?"

Giselle left and then turned back, standing on one side panting, on the other side looking in panic at Ashley lying on the ground, looking at the bright red blood flowing down her forehead, she picked up the phone to call an ambulance.

But suddenly she thought of something. Giselle's face changed color. Without hesitation, she pressed the end button and hung up the phone.

Hesitant and frightened eyes stared at Ashley who was completely unconscious on the ground. Suddenly, she gritted her teeth, squatted down, and prepared to use force to pull Ashley.