It's like one morning you're about to become the world's richest person, but then you wake up to find it was just a dream.
No one can accept that easily.
Things from before are already quite blurry, let alone a brother whom I've only met once.
Zia Sutton continued, "If you mind, Aurora said she would move out."
Aurora was the name of the girl from the Sutton family now.
Aurora Sutton.
As soon as Zia finished speaking, he saw Thea Shaw slowly sit up straight and look at him, seemingly melancholic, "If you don't mind, could you change your clothes before we talk? Put on… a shirt, at least to cover your arms—oh, sorry, that was too much of me, give me a moment."
Having traveled to Women's Respect Country for thirty years, all I've seen are men who are taught to be good husbands and fathers, even showing a hint of wrist is considered a crime.
In such a life, it's a blessing that Thea barely remembers anything about modern society; if not for her naturally good nature, in Women's Respect Country, someone like Zia would have been taken away for reform immediately.
It's hard to change thirty years of habits, and Thea realized something was amiss, she needed a moment.
Zia: "…"
He looked down at his clothes, his expression slightly tense, "Is there something wrong with my clothes? Did I get paint on them?"
"No."
Thea covered her eyes, "It's me being filthy-minded."
Zia: "…"
The handsome and sunny young man gradually showed a look of shock.
Could it be that overnight, she couldn't accept it and went mad from the shock?
Thea glanced around; it was the Sutton family villa yard.
The neatly European design gave Thea, who was used to seeing palatial mansions, a sense of time and space conflict, fortunately, she hadn't forgotten too much from before, as if with her return, the buried memories were gradually awakening.
Still, there's some regret.
She was just about to become the Great National Master, thinking back to those days when other candidates framed her by putting several breathtakingly handsome men in her bed, she had resisted them because the Great National Master required a pure heart and emphasis on spiritual cultivation, and love and desire were mundane things, moving would mean losing the qualification for the Great National Master.
Looking back now, if she had known she would be pulled back at the last moment—
She was so angry that she could almost cry tears of frustration.
In Women's Respect Country for thirty years, she hadn't even touched a man's hand, thirty years!!
Is that any kind of life for a person?
"You…"
Zia cautiously looked at Thea, afraid that she was having some kind of mental breakdown from the shock, and hurriedly said, "If you really can't accept—"
"I'm fine."
Thea replied, glancing at Zia's arms and subconsciously looking away, "Let's just leave it at that, the mistake has been made, and it's not Aurora's fault."
She sighed lightly.
After thirty years of pampering, the previous Great National Master had raised her to a state of detached peace, and she was long past the age of caring about such things.
But she still remembered that when she had just returned, upon seeing the elegant and noble Aurora Sutton, her first reaction was anger at the twenty years of her misguided life and the injustice of fate, coupled with her parents' indifferent attitude upon their first meeting, she felt somewhat hostile, believing the Sutton family didn't deserve her.
Having traveled early, now that she's back, she doesn't want to compete or prove anything.
Just make do with life, it's already like this, what else can you do?
Thea sighed deeply, feeling despondent.
Zia: "…"