33 - Don't Eat That Food!

"You're cruel, Dad! You know it wasn't me who killed Mom! You're just taking out your frustration on me because you can't accept losing her!"

It was the first time in my entire life that I dared to go against my father's will.

With bare feet, I kept running and didn't look back. I took all the things in my old room, crying. The painting of my mother's face, the dress, the knitted scarf, all the memories my mother left behind, I took them all from this mansion.

With a sob, I promised never to return to this place again. It was useless, my father would never see me as his daughter. He only cares about his unresolved past feelings.

'If my father can't help me save my pack, then let me do it myself!' I thought, crying alone in this room.

"Miss Lizzbeth ... Your leg is injured. How about we heal your leg first?" My servant who had been separated from me for a long time, noticed my injury when she saw me running out of this huge mansion.

"No need," I shook my head in front of her while wipi