After Being Betrayed, I Healed Myself!

Ellis blinked, stopped his movements, and looked at me quietly.

I crouched down, gently wiping the oil paint off his face. "Let's go to the park for some inspiration."

Ellis, still expressionless, looked at the painting board in front of him and said calmly, "My brother won't let me go outside."

I certainly know that Miller doesn't allow Ellis to go outside.

Ellis' autism is not congenital.

Miller, busy with work and rarely home, hired a full-time nanny for Ellis.

The nanny, seeing Ellis unattended, abused him without restraint.

Ellis was regularly denied food and physically abused, without any regard for his well-being.

Due to the prolonged abuse, Ellis became increasingly silent.

By the time Miller finished his work and noticed, Ellis had turned into a docile and obedient puppet.

He was so obedient that he followed any request made to him without question.

He wouldn't refuse, had no demands, only passively accepted.

To protect Ellis, Miller kept him confined at Hillside Villa, treating him as if in imprisonment.

If there is anything Miller truly cherishes, Ellis would certainly be the most important of them.

I wasn't surprised by Ellis' response.

I gently touched his soft black hair and looked into Ellis' doe-like eyes, softly coaxing. "Ellis, do you want to go outside?"

Ellis pressed his pink lips together, gazed at me with his doe-like eyes, and didn't answer.

Under his clear gaze, I felt a deep sense of guilt as if I had nowhere to hide.

I didn't apply to become Ellis' art teacher out of affection for him.

I am a vengeful spirit from hell.

I prayed to the gods only for revenge.

Miller ruined me, and I intend to ruin Miller's most precious thing.

I approached Ellis with one purpose only.

To torment Ellis and retaliate against Miller.

After being abandoned by my lover at the wedding banquet...

Being humiliated by my half-sister...

Being maliciously poisoned...

And eventually jumping from a high building in mental collapse, I thought I no longer had a conscience.

But looking at Ellis' clear doe-like eyes, I still felt a pang of guilt.

I covered Ellis' eyes with my hand, kissed his warm lips, and whispered, "Don't look at me."

Ellis obediently closed his eyes, his long lashes resting in my palm like a trembling butterfly, quietly trapped in my hand.

In the dead of night, a torrential rain poured down at Hillside Villa.

Purple lightning danced through the dark clouds, and thunder roared.

I might still have a bit of conscience left.

I sighed.

I walked down the corridor to the innermost room.

The door wasn't locked, and it opened with a twist.

Ellis was indeed curled up in bed with a small rabbit pillow.

His black hair was messily sticking up.

His doe-like eyes were tightly shut, and his long lashes trembled in fear.

I climbed onto the bed and touched Ellis' soft black hair.

Ellis' clear eyes looked at me quietly.

I gently closed his eyes with my hand and coaxed softly. "Sleep now."

His long lashes trembled lightly in my hand, and Ellis obediently closed his eyes.

After a moment, the sound of the rain and thunder ceased.

I kept my eyes open and looked out the window.

The blanket shifted, and a warm hand wrapped around my waist, followed by a fuzzy little head snuggling into my neck.