I slowly opened my eyes and found myself sitting in a luxury sedan.
This was Ezra’s car, a Maybach S680.
Ezra was driving himself, and in the car sat Isaac, Harper, me, and Liliana, whom I was meeting for the first time. We were happily heading home.
I had dreamed of the scene from my first trip home.
“I turned my head to look at Liliana, who had her hair in a ponytail and a smile as bright as sunshine.
She held my hand and said, “Scarlett, you’re so tall! Are you 5’4“? I’m only 5’2“. I’m too short.”
She pouted, gently stroking the back of my hand, and continued, “Scarlett, you must have suffered a lot in the countryside. Your hands are all cracked. You’ll never have to do farm work again.”
Isaac and Harper sat nearby, watching us with smiles.
I felt somewhat awkward. My shabby appearance made me look like a beggar next to Liliana.
But her warmth touched me, and I thanked her gratefully.
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Liliana waved her hand dismissively and suddenly pulled out at cup of orange juice from her backpack.
She said, “Scarlett, our family has everything. I don’t need to give you expensive gifts. Whatever you want, you can buy for yourself anyway. But this orange juice is different.”
Liliana said with a hint of pride, “I love drinking orange juice and often have the nanny make it. This time I made you a cup myself. I hope you’ll like it.”
Isaac joked, “What a cheap gift.”
Liliana glared at him: “Hmph, what do you know? My gift may not be expensive, but it’s full of heartfelt sentiment.”
Everyone in the car laughed, creating a joyful atmosphere.
I blinked, thinking to myself, “How nice. So this is how daughters can interact with their fathers.”
I took the orange juice and drank it all under Liliana’s expectant
gaze.
I thought, “It tastes really good.”
But before long, I suddenly needed to use the bathroom.
And this urge was like a bursting dam that I couldn’t control at all.
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My legs began to tremble, my lips turned pale, and cold sweat broke out on my back.
I couldn’t wet myself.
This was my first meeting with Isaac, Harper, and Ezra. I absolutely could not urinate in Ezra’s car.
I wanted to get out, but we were on the highway.
‘Scarlett, what’s wrong? Are you carsick?” Liliana noticed my distress and gripped my hand tightly.
Isaac, Harper, and Ezra all looked at me.
Ezra thoughtfully cracked the window open a bit.
But the breeze made me need to urinate even more.
I asked fearfully, “Can I get out of the car?”
“This is the highway. We’re still 6 miles from the service area. Why don’t you rest on my shoulder?” Liliana directly pulled me to lean against her shoulder.
Isaac, Harper, and Ezra also urged me not to be nervous, saying we were all family.
I opened my mouth, clenched my legs tighter, and finally
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decided to tell the truth: “Dad, Mom, Ezra, maybe we should stop the car? I…”
Before I could finish, Liliana suddenly shifted her position, and her palm accidentally pressed against my abdomen.
Instantly, my whole body shuddered, and I couldn’t help but urinate.
My pants were soaked through, and the uncontrollable liquid flowed onto the seat and floor mat.
A strange odor spread through the confined space.
Liliana cried out and instinctively pulled back: “Scarlett, you…”
Isaac and Harper looked over, their faces immediately changing with very subtle expressions.
Ezra pulled the car over to the emergency lane, looked back in surprise, then stared at the wet stain.
He was a germaphobe. His car was usually spotless, but now it was dirty and smelly.
My face flushed red as I kept my head down, trembling uncontrollably.
I was afraid of being scolded or beaten. I couldn’t bear what was happening.
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The car continued forward, but the atmosphere had completely changed.
Liliana remained lively, trying to find topics to lighten the mood. Isaac and Harper also comforted me, saying it was no big deal.
Ezra hated that wet stain, but he didn’t scold me–he just drove in sullen silence, no longer speaking.
But soon, I heard his voice: “Why is she reliving this disgusting incident? Gross. My car was ruined by her piss.”
This voice was distant, not the voice from my dream.
I understood. This was Ezra watching my memory and commenting.
He was right beside me, disgusted by me.
But I couldn’t wake up–I could only listen to his revulsion.
Isaac and Harper were disgusted too.
Then Isaac cursed: “The first time we meet this bitch, she pisses herself. Is she retarded? Couldn’t she use the bathroom before getting in the car?”
Harper sighed: “She’s definitely not normal. Even if she was desperate, couldn’t she say something? She just suddenly pissed
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in the car. If word of this gets out, the Clark family will be a laughingstock.”
My heart ached, and I smiled bitterly.
So they had despised me even then–they just hadn’t said it out loud.
The dream continued, and my memory remained vivid and sharp.
After we returned to the villa, the housekeeper went to clean the car’s stains while I received a grand welcome.
This welcome had been prepared in advance, and everyone seemed thrilled to have me.
After the ceremony ended, I moved into a bedroom on the third floor.
Liliana personally helped me make the bed, still comforting me about the incontinence incident.
She said: “Scarlett, don’t worry about it. None of us mind. Get some rest. Later, I’ll take you shopping.”
I thought she was genuinely warm.
Back then, I was still grateful to her, but I wasn’t stupid. I vaguely suspected something was wrong with that orange juice.
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So I kindly reminded her: “Liliana, did you add the wrong ingredient to the orange juice? I had incontinence right after drinking it.”
I never considered she’d done it on purpose, so I asked directly.
Liliana froze for a moment, then turned to smile at me: “You’re that smart? I thought you wouldn’t figure it out. But even if you did, it doesn’t matter. I added a diuretic to the orange juice.”
I was stunned: “What’s a diuretic?”
Having lived in the countryside for fifteen years, doing nothing but farm work and getting beaten, I had no idea about such things.
Liliana couldn’t help but laugh: “It’s something for stomach health. Since you’re coming home to be a princess, I thought I’d help improve your digestion. You don’t mind, do you? I didn’t expect you’d piss in the car.”
Her smile was strange–gone was her previous liveliness, replaced only by malice and smugness.
I finally realized she was behind it all.
But after years of abuse and beatings in the countryside, I’d become a coward.
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I opened my mouth, feeling only heartache, unable to say a single harsh word.
Seeing my reaction, Liliana covered her mouth and giggled. Then she deliberately stumbled and ran out of the room, even starting to cry.
Surprised and confused, I watched as Liliana threw herself into Ezra’s arms–he’d just come upstairs.
Ezra immediately asked what was wrong.
Liliana shook her head, refusing to say. Ezra frowned, holding her tighter, demanding she tell him.
“It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have given Scarlett orange juice. She had incontinence because of the juice. She was angry and said some things to me. I’m the one who wronged her,” Liliana explained through tears.
