1553: Chapter 1371: Why, It Still Feels Sad Though 1553: Chapter 1371: Why, It Still Feels Sad Though “If there’s anything you can’t handle, tell , and I’ll help you.”
After a while, Aria hung up the phone.
She turned to look outside the window, her eyebrows furrowed in annoyance.
Her phone rang again, and when she looked down and saw it was Mrs.
Rowlett calling, she waited for a while before answering the call.
“Alvin, are you ho yet?” Mrs.
Rowlett asked anxiously, “Your dad and I have been waiting for you, where are you now?
When will you be here, so we can pick you up.”
Aria looked down, “I just got off the plane a mont ago.”
“Just got off the plane?” There seed to be dissatisfaction in Mrs.
Rowlett’s tone, “Why are you so slow?”
Aria clenched her fingers, holding back her temper, “I rushed to the airport after your call, how fast could I be?
I don’t have wings to fly back.”
“You child, am I not worried?” Mrs.
Rowlett’s tone beca more dissatisfied, accusing her, “What’s with this attitude after studying abroad for so long, becoming more and more capable, huh?
Don’t forget, I’m your mother no matter how capable you are.”
“You are the flesh that fell from my body, without my ten months of pregnancy to give birth to you, would you have today?”
“And now you’re getting angry with .”
Aria bit her lip as she stared emotionlessly at the buildings passing outside the window, a mocking smile pulled at the corner of her mouth.
Mrs.
Rowlett complained for a while, then angrily said, “When you get off the plane, just take a taxi ho directly, don’t go on any buses.
We can’t wait for your brother’s urgent matter, so hurry back, understand?”
With that, Mrs.
Rowlett hung up the phone.
Aria remained in her phone-holding position, staring outside the window for a while before the corners of her mouth twitched.
It was always this way.
Whenever anything happened to Issac, it was always urgent.
But when she faced anything, they always said she was old enough to know how to handle things on her own, and not to rely on her parents for help when things happened.
Sotis she wondered if she was really a blood relative of the Rowlett family.
Her last na was Rowlett, but in Mr.
and Mrs.
Rowlett’s eyes, she was destined to beco an outsider soday, like water splashed out.
Only Issac, their darling, held a special place in their hearts.
But since it had always been this way, she should be used to it, right?
Why did it still make her feel sad?
*
Upon arriving ho, just as Aria got out of the car, Mrs.
Rowlett rushed over and grabbed her wrist, crying, “Alvin, you’re finally back.
You must save your brother, only you can save him now.”
Mr.
Rowlett stood beside, wiping his tears, “Yes, Alvin, only you can save your brother now.”
Mrs.
Rowlett’s sudden grasp was so strong that Aria’s wrist turned red.
“Mom, let go of first.” Aria endured the pain and pried Mrs.
Rowlett’s hand off, looking at the red-eyed and swollen Mr.
and Mrs.
Rowlett in front of her, she pursed her lips and asked indifferently, “What exactly happened, what’s going on with Issac?”
Mrs.
Rowlett sobbed, “Your brother was arrested and taken to the police station.
He’s been in there for two days, and that place is unbearable.
He hasn’t experienced hardship since he was little, so he must be suffering in there.”
Aria frowned, “Why was he taken to the police station?”
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