Chapter 131 - Her Spikes Are My Only Joy

"I don't know she hates me because of her illness or because I've done something wrong."

Scarlett stuffed ice cream into her mouth.

Mike remained silent.

He lowered his head and sent a message with one hand.

Scarlett did not expect Mike's answer. She was just complaining.

She already felt much better to have a listener.

Mike's phone rang. He looked at it and turned the car around.

Scarlett had finished a box of ice cream, and when she looked up, she found that it was not the way home.

"Where are we going?"

"You'll know when we get there."

Along the way, no one said anything.

When they arrived, Scarlett found herself at the entrance of a bank.

She saw a familiar car in the parking lot at a glance. It was a black Mercedes.

It was Allen's car.

The road was crowded with people, and the car passing by one after another.

Mike held Scarlett's hand as they walked over, when they stopped in front of Allen's car, he handed Scarlett a bunch of keys.

"What?"

"Still remember what did you do to my car?"

Scarlett's eyes went wide. Did Mike bring her over just to scratch Allen's car?

He wouldn't be so childish, right?

But he handed her the key proved that he was childish!

"My people have investigated Allen. He is using this car as a mortgage. He is in the bank now. If you scratch the car before he comes out, his loan money will be reduced."

Scarlett was silent.

It turned out that when she was talking, Mike said nothing was not that he did not hear or care about her.

He was looking for a way to help her vent her anger.

Although this method was childish, she liked it very much.

She took the key and looked at the fancy Mercedes-Benz, thinking about what had happened in the nursing home before.

"Don't tell me that you can't do it." Mike's expression was like saying that if she didn't dare to do it, he would do it for her.

"Why can't I do it!"

Her mother was a patient, and she also raised Scarlett. Scarlett couldn't have the heart to do anything to hurt her mother.

But Allen, the man who instigated her mother, had to pay for what he had done!

Did he really take her as his own, even for once?

At the thought of it, Scarlett took out the key and scratched Allen's car.

Mike stood at the side with a smile on his face.

Some passers-by peeked at them, but no one dared to go forward and stop them.

Scarlett had vented her anger and she looked up at Mike.

However, his look stunned Scarlett.

He was staring at her with doting eyes.

It was as if he would protect her even if she committed the crime.

He gave Scarlett a sense of security.

A few minutes later, she sat back in Mike's car again.

"He is my biological father, but that's all. He didn't fulfill his responsibility as a father. Why should I call him father?"

"Righty, you can call him Mr. Lauren in the future," Mike said seriously.

Scarlett burst out laughing.

With a smile, her tears flowed out.

She was satisfied, but how could she vent all her anger after suffering so many years in the Lauren family?

Allen came out with the staff of the bank with an agitated expression.

He had to mortgage his car now, hoping that Scarlett would succeed as soon as possible. Scarlett's mother had already agreed to his request.

But when he saw his scratched car, he felt despair.

"What the fuck!"

Why would such a thing happen! There were so many surveillance cameras around this place!

Allen was furious.

"Sir, the form you just filled out is invalid. I have to re-evaluate your property now. I'm afraid that you may not be able to borrow that much money as you want."

"How much can I borrow now?"

"8 thousand dollars," the staff looked at the car that was scratched badly and said with hesitation.

What!

What the hell!

Allen cursed, deciding to check the surveillance camera and call the police. Who did that! Goddamn it!

Somehow, Scarlett shed tears.

Mike handed her a tissue and drove her to the stream where he had once taken her to fish.

Sitting on the lawn where the two of them had once stayed, Mike silently hugged Scarlett, letting her cry and complain.

"Sometimes, I feel that God is playing with me. No matter how hard I try, I still can't get a good end."

She said with watery eyes.

"When I was a child, I liked to spend days with my mother in the countryside. She cooked delicious dumplings for me. We were not rich and it was rare for me to eat dumplings. One day, she made me a whole plate of dumplings and I ate them until I was full. The next day, I was sent to the Lauren family. Later, she went crazy and I have never eaten such delicious dumplings ever."

Her mother suddenly changed her attitude towards Scarlett.

Mike listened quietly. Scarlett would not have said these things when she was sober.

The reason why Julia's attitude towards Scarlett had changed remained a secret, and Mike had not found out why.

Julia was indeed very good to Scarlett, but a dozen years ago, she suddenly changed.

Mike had once suspected that Scarlett was not Julia's child, such as the hospital mistook Scarlett for another child.

However, the paternity test result proved their kindred. So why did her mother become like this? It was very strange.

"I am a failure, right?"

"Why?"

"I didn't have any sympathy for what happened to Wendy. I even ruined Allen's car just now."

A normal person wouldn't do this, right?

"I want to love this world, but they didn't give me the chance."

No matter how hard she tried, they wouldn't give her a little bit of love.

So, she learned to attack this world with malice.

Mike was silent for a moment and only said two words, "Keep it."

"Don't you think that I'm awful when I hate the Lauren family?" A CEO like him would only like innocent girls, right?

The kind of girls who would only cry and not fight back when they were bullied.

With her background, she was no longer qualified to stand by his side. Now, judging by her personality, she was not regarded as Mike's wife as well.

"Her spikes are my only joy." He suddenly said.

"What?"

Scarlett couldn't catch up with him.

Mike reached out and flicked her forehead.

"Don't daydream. Read more books, understand?"

"What! I just didn't hear what you said." Scarlett pursed her lips.

She didn't know that she missed the goal of this man's life.

The meaning of that sentence was...

He loved her spikes very much.

He loved the way she fought back.

She was not his little wild cat without a sense of responsibility for her loved ones.

As a qualified keeper, he only had one goal.

Which was to protect her spikes and let her stab whoever she wanted.