Bab 1005: 436 Monologue on Cloud Business (Including the Truth)

Half a year ago.

Learning from the news that Father Atkinson was seriously ill, I was extremely worried and very disheartened. I even thought, if Father Atkinson really passed away soon, I would join him in death.

I have such deep feelings for Father Atkinson because of my birth.

My birth doomed me to a lifetime of shame.

However, I was initially unaware of this disgraceful birth.

I was born in the beautiful Elegant Garden to a gorgeous mother, had an elegant and intellectual aunt, as well as nannies and bodyguards like Mrs. Lydia who took care of me daily.

Every day, I lived a carefree life, eagerly awaiting the man known to others as my father.

But my father hardly ever visited Elegant Garden; he generally came only when I was sick.

Sometimes, I even wished I were sick every day so that I could see my all-powerful father.

Mother and aunt were extremely ingratiating towards my father, in a way that was almost grovelling.