Upon entering and seeing the injury on Scarlett Xavier's hand, she felt quite ashamed, "I'm sorry, Scarlett, it's all my fault that you got hurt like this."
"What's it got to do with you?" Scarlett replied, "It's just a minor injury. My dad used to hit me, and I got hurt worse than this. I'm used to it, it doesn't hurt at all, really."
But it was all lies!
She was most afraid of pain.
Her pain threshold was very low.
Even slight bumps and knocks on her body easily turned into bruises.
However, if people knew it hurt, those who harmed her would feel very happy.
So she had long learned to endure.
Scarlett comforted Vivian Bell, and Vivian glanced at Scarlett, her eyes moist.
"Vivi, don't cry! Why are you crying? I'm fine. See, I'm perfectly okay, nothing happened to my hand."
Julian Rhodes walked in from outside, slamming something onto the table. He glanced at Scarlett, and she inexplicably felt guilty.
Why does he always do that?
It's enough to scare someone to death!
