Chapter 129: Regret and Self-blame

Chapter 129: Chapter 129: Regret and Self-blameBob Ginger walked back with Mia Ginger on his back.

The driver’s last words kept resurfacing in his mind.

He felt very ashamed, and his heart was extremely uncomfortable.

Was he good to Mia Ginger?

To be honest, he felt not good at all, not only bad but pretty awful.

So awful that thinking about it now made him feel ashamed.

He had known since childhood he had a sister, but he had never seen her. Unlike Aiden Ginger, who occasionally mentioned her, he had no feelings whatsoever for the so-called sister.

He liked Zuri Ginger.

Zuri Ginger was five years older than him and had been kind to him since childhood. He got care and affection from Zuri Ginger.

When Aiden Jiang told them that Mia Ginger might come back.

He originally had no feelings at all.

But he saw Zuri Ginger crying, saw her trembling fingers holding a fruit knife, saw her fear and worry.

He hated Mia Ginger without hesitation.

The first time he saw her, she was sitting on the sofa, right next to Zuri Ginger, guarding the sister he had always cared about and loved, using his eyes and actions to show his attitude and stance.

Mia Ginger must have understood his contempt and rejection at that moment.

He clearly saw the unsuppressable astonishment and doubt in her expression.

Yet he ignored it.

From then on, he constantly mocked her, ridiculed her, scorned her and attacked her, like a vanguard for Zuri Ginger, always shielding her and always ready to protect her, ready to confront Mia Ginger.

Mia Ginger was going to the Jackson Family; he pressed tightly with every word, constantly obstructing.

Charlotte Chester’s bracelet disappeared, he knew full well but pretended to be deaf and mute.

Opposition had been his consistent attitude all along.

But in fact, what did Mia Ginger do wrong?

Her mother lost her, and it was said that her adoptive mother also had some responsibility back then, kidnapping her and letting her live at the bottom of society for seventeen years.

She was supposed to be like him.

With a complete family, parents’ love, the identity of a young lady, having milk and bread every morning, cars picking up and dropping off when going out, wearing beautiful clothes, attending her favorite clubs, living in a big house, raised in luxury without worries.

Just because of two women, her fate changed drastically.

These two women were still her mothers.

Now, one is already dead and the other still doesn’t like her.

She originally had an outstanding fiancé.

Bob Ginger suddenly thought of Koa Jackson, feeling like he was struck hard, becoming pained.

"Does your sister know you came to see me today?"

"I mean Mia Ginger."

"Good, then never let her know."

He never understood those few words from Koa Jackson, but suddenly recalling them now, he seemed to understand a bit.

As an outsider, he found it unbelievable, right?

That someone in this world treats their sister like this, insultingly belittling her, bullying and underestimating her, not even calling her sister but instead calling her a nuisance.

She actually wasn’t that detestable, on the contrary, even though she never let anyone off lightly verbally, at the very least she never harmed anyone.

Koa Jackson was hers originally, she was right to uphold her engagement.

But at present—

Even such an exceptional man, she didn’t have him anymore.

After Aiden Jiang and Charlotte Chester returned, they erupted in a fit of rage which he had never seen from his father, that severe and angry demeanor.

He heard him calling Mia Ginger repeatedly.

He knew Mia Ginger was also greatly wronged at the Jackson Family to the extent she lost Koa Jackson.

Not answering Aiden Jiang’s calls.

Originally, she didn’t want the Ginger Family at all.

How disappointed and sad must she be to want to give up even a life of privileged status.

Bob Ginger couldn’t bear the thought anymore, and on the short stretch of road, he ended up walking for a very long time, each step was steady. He grew quickly, almost ten centimeters taller than Mia Ginger, carrying her was effortless.

She was so light, arms and legs thin, there wasn’t much weight at all on his back.

But Bob Ginger felt it weighed heavily.

That heavy feeling pressed down on him, making him unable to breathe; he hunched his back, somehow tears suddenly fell.

Bob Ginger couldn’t help but sob.

The sob came from his throat like an injured young beast moaning.

Mia Ginger heard it vaguely and woke up.

Then—

She was muddled for a while before realizing she was lying on Bob Ginger’s back.

Why is he carrying her?

Is he crazy!

Mia Ginger slowly calmed her mind, directly reached out and patted Bob Ginger’s shoulder, and jumped off his back.

Bob Ginger looked at her strangely.

His eyes were red, words unsaid, the T-shirt hung loosely on him.

"What are you doing?" Mia Ginger asked inexplicably, looked at him, and couldn’t help but mutter, "Crazy, who wanted you to carry me, don’t you know to wake me when we got home?"

"I..."

Bob Ginger scratched his hair a bit, looking slightly frustrated.

"Alright, alright," Mia Ginger thought he was still worried about Zuri Ginger’s matter, waved her hand, "didn’t you see? She was sleeping like a dead pig when we left, not a single problem all night."

Bob Ginger looked at her without speaking.

"I’ll go to my room first." Mia Ginger turned her head and walked inside directly.

Bob Ginger suddenly called her once, and her shoulders visibly stiffened, he lowly said, "I... I..."

He couldn’t get the apology out after a long time, turned the conversation, and said: "Thank you, thank you for today, for helping me with her."

Mia Ginger slowly turned around.

Giving him a steady look, her eyes carried a hint of inquiry.

After a while, the corners of her lips suddenly curled into a tiny arc, and she casually said: "Hmm."

Then turned to go upstairs.

Hmm?

What kind of response is this!

At the very least, she should have said you’re welcome!

Why just the single word!

Bob Ginger thought with complex feelings, imagining Mia Ginger still quite dislikes him, not terribly willing to talk to him.

But she was actually very kind, or else she wouldn’t have gone with him to find Zuri Ginger.

Just a bit cold, that’s all.

Like his online mentor, who didn’t like talking much but was actually quite soft-hearted.

Yes, it must be like that.

She didn’t hate him, didn’t refuse to talk to him, she just naturally had fewer words, she was the sister, older than him by three whole years, naturally should accommodate him.

Bob Ginger comforted himself, relaxed a bit, and went upstairs.