Tangled By Fate

Chapter 561: FINDING OUT THE TRUTH



"Maybe they will come back. Maybe through nightmares."

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Veronica and Felix were speechless. 'Could he not say that earlier?' they wondered.

"I should contact Ovior." Veronica took the communication device and contacted him. However, he wasn't in the office. He was in the bedroom.

Magic Tower

Ovior was sitting beside Dorothy and feeding her a spoonful of chicken soup. "Does it taste good?" he asked.

"Umm..." Dorothy nodded. She liked the chicken vegetable soup. She was still in bed. She didn't want to get up but her man had a different plan. He wanted her to have breakfast on time.

He was planning to take her out before Arthur could come. Who knows what will happen if he stays and Arthur pushes half of his work to him? No one should take this chance.

Ovior tore a baguette into small pieces and added to the soup. As he fed her, he suggested, "Let's do some shopping today."

"Hmm... how come? You gave me enough clothes." She didn't want to spend too much money on clothes and jewelry. It's not like she was attending a party anytime soon.

"It's for your family," he answered.

Dorothy froze on the spot. "...My family? ...Why?"

"You will finally meet them today in the evening. I also want to bring the marriage proposal to your family to make it official. Should we go empty-handed? It doesn't look nice."

She held his wrist and looked at him. "Let's not meet them."

Ovior dropped the spoon on the bowl and asked, "What do you mean?"

"Why do we need their permission? We are getting married. Why would they need to give the permission?"

"I thought you were eager to meet them. Didn't you say so last night? I already sent them a letter telling them that I would meet them this evening."

"Doesn't matter. You can cancel the meeting," she grumbled.

"Dorothy," Ovior put down the bowl and cupped her face, "are you scared of something? You know you can tell me. I will be with you no matter what you decide anyway."

Dorothy's lips trembled. Her tears threatened to fall. "I don't... I don't want them to disrespect you. You will be my husband. No one has the right to disrespect you."

"Why would they disrespect me?"

"You don't understand... they value family lineage... I don't know... I want to make this worse. Do they even know that I'm awake? What did they do after I was unconscious? Why was I with you and not with them? How could I not be with your family?"

The more she said those things, the more things became clear to her. She realized that she wasn't important to her family. If she was important, she wouldn't be here with him. If she was precious to her family, they would never let her go, especially not to someone whom they thought was a street dog.

"I stole you, Dorothy," Ovior said. After listening to her, he decided to tell her about a certain event.

Confused, Dorothy asked, "What do you mean?"

"They wanted to bury you. Arthur and I waited until your funeral was over. Later at night, I dug the grave and brought you here," he told her the truth at this point. The next ones were completely a lie, "We thought if we kept you here, you would open your eyes again. However, that wasn't the case. You slept for years. I was worried. One day, Veronica found a way to solve the issue. That's how you woke up."

Dorothy covered her mouth. "What are you saying? My family thought I was dead?" "Your body was cold and you were barely breathing. The doctor said that there was no guarantee whether you would wake up or not." What he said just now was the truth.

She didn't die after being raped. The excessive bleeding made her unconscious. As the doctor said he did his best but she didn't wake up, so her family decided to bury the incident along with her. No one was allowed to see her face at her funeral. They couldn't let people see the bruises she got. They didn't even seek justice for their daughter. They mourned for her death but that's it. How could they seek justice after staging the entire thing as a carriage accident? Ovior didn't want her to know everything. He wanted her to keep the family bonding. After all, a person without family knows how precious family bonding is.

Tears threatened to fall from her eyes but Dorothy held back. She didn't want to show her weakness like that. She wanted to look mature in his eyes. She hoped she would look mature in front of her beloved.

"It's okay to cry," Ovior gently whispered. He felt a pang in his heart. He didn't want to see her cry. Her tears made him suffocate. "I'm right here. I'll be with you even if you cry."

After hearing his words, she couldn't control her tears any longer. Her wail became louder. Her tears soaked Ovior's chest.

She kept thinking, 'Just... why? Why did I have to go through this? Why didn't my family wait? Did I become a burden? Just an accident was enough to make me throw away?! Did they ever see me as their family member? Was I ever their family?'

She couldn't comprehend this situation no matter what. If she had a child with her beloved, she would cherish the child more than her life. The child came from her womb, she raised the child. How could she not feel for it?

How could her parents not feel the pain after she was unconscious? How could they not wait?

"We are not meeting my family. I don't have a family," she declared after wiping her tears. Her eyes were motionless. She looked determined.

Seeing her like this, Ovior could only agree. "Whatever you prefer, I will go along with it."

"Thank you," she reached out and hugged his waist. "I only need you. I don't need anything else."

"Okay," Ovior softly spoke. He was pleased to hear her. "Should we get married then?"