Ch. Ch 4 Don’t come back Ch 4

“She’s young and needs care. It’s inconvenient for you both to keep running back and forth.

“Besides, I haven’t spent much time at home these past few years. The master bedroom would suit her better…”

There was a loud “BANG!”

Axel had thrown his food container onto the coffee table. The sudden noise cut my words short.

His expression darkened, probably still thinking I was putting on an act.

Axel helped Willow back into the hospital bed, grabbed a storybook, and sat down beside her to read.

Just like countless times over these past years, I had once again become the awkward, unwanted presence.

I stood up and gathered my bag from the chair.

When I spoke, my throat hurt: “I’m leaving.”

No one responded.

I suddenly remembered many years ago, when our parents were killed in a fire.

Axel had held me, his eyes blood-red with grief.

With that same gentle voice, he’d comforted me trembling:

“You still have your big brothers.

“As long as your brothers are here, you’ll always be our little princess.”

Liar.

For some reason, my nose suddenly stung with unshed tears.

I rushed back to school that night and went straight to the lab to finish an experiment I’d been working on.

I only had seven days left.

In those seven days, I needed to wrap up everything—both studies and personal matters—in North City.

I worked almost the entire night.

The next morning, after a brief nap, I returned home.

The master bedroom needed to be cleared for Willow.

The Omega servant helped me pack my things into the guest room, grumbling indignantly:

“When has the pack heir ever moved out to let an outsider have the master bedroom?”

I continued packing my books and clothes into suitcases and replied:

“It’s fine. I won’t be staying here much longer anyway.”

Behind me, an icy voice suddenly broke the silence:

“Where exactly do you plan on going?”