Contract Marriage: Abusive Love with Mr.CEO-Chapter 573 - 299: So Sweet 3_2

He still remembers that day...

The sky was dark as if it were about to rain, and he sat in the orphanage’s corner as usual, leaning against the rusty iron fence, quietly waiting for the rain.

Suddenly, a childish little girl’s voice came from behind him.

"Big brother, why are you sitting here? It’s going to rain soon!" 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

He still remembers clearly that the little girl’s voice was very pleasant, and her chubby little hand placed on the fence proved that she was very cute.

But he didn’t pay her any attention, just sat there silently, not wanting to talk to anyone.

The little girl was evidently very cheerful, and even though he ignored her, she kept talking to him. It was rare for him to hear someone talk to him for so long, and gradually he started to find her voice very pleasant.

He remembers that at the end of their encounter that day, the little girl drew a smiling face on a piece of paper with a red crayon for him. It was the first smiling face he had seen in his life, apart from the old director’s.

The little girl never got a response from him each time she talked, so she assumed he was a deaf-mute and started writing to him...

Of course, the little girl didn’t know how to write, so she communicated through drawings. Many times, he couldn’t even tell what she was doodling with her crayons, but those colors lying on the paper seemed to be the most splendid colors of his life. He had never seen such beautiful colors.

"Big brother..."

"Big brother..."

She loved calling him that way, but he never dared to respond, nor did he dare to turn around and look at her through the fence.

He knew she must be a little three or four-year-old girl, surely as clever and cute as a little princess. He was afraid that once she saw how dark and skinny he looked, it might scare her away, and she would end up staying away from him like other children.

And so, he became a silent friend for half a year with this innocent "little artist friend"...

Until he was eleven when he finally met the first person in his life willing to adopt him.

She was a very young and beautiful woman, but somewhat desolate, not appearing to be rich, yet speaking to him very gently.

The director initially didn’t want him to be adopted into a single-parent family, but since nobody else was willing to adopt him, and considering he was the oldest child in the orphanage, the old director had no choice but to let him leave with the young woman.

On the day he left the orphanage, he waited for his "little artist friend" by the fence, but she didn’t show up that day. The farewell he wanted to voice became an eternal regret.

After that, he began a life with a home alongside this young mother.

But this home turned out to be more arduous than he had imagined.

The young mother worked multiple jobs every day, very tired, very hard, yet she treated him exceedingly well. Even while living in a basement, she enrolled him in the best private school in T City, even taking time daily to tutor him.

He felt the young mother’s hardship, so he studied earnestly, striving to achieve first place in everything at school.

The young mother was very gratified and would always encourage him, saying, "Chester, you are not ordinary, and your life will not be ordinary."

I forgot to mention, since the day he was adopted by the young mother, he had a last name—Robinson, full name Chester Robinson.

He began to remember the words of the young mother, gradually feeling that his life was indeed an extraordinary one.

And from the moment he had this extraordinary thought, his life slowly began to follow the path he set...

That was, he wanted to study medicine, he wanted to be a doctor.

He had heard from the old director that his parents died in a car accident, and the doctors at the time didn’t save them, rendering him an orphan.

From that moment on, the term "doctor" became the profession he most desired to redeem.

He always pursued the goal of becoming a doctor, until seventeen, before he could proceed to college. One day, a group of people dressed in black suits came to the basement where he lived, called him "Young Master," and said he was the heir to the French XXX Family.

That night, his mother, who had already started to age, talked to him, wanting him to leave with those people.

He was unwilling, being clear that his background couldn’t possibly make him the heir to the XXX Family, so he didn’t want to go abroad, let alone, he still intended to repay the foster mother for her kindness in the future.

However, his mother insisted he go with them, even threatening her life to persuade him.

With no choice left, he finally followed these strangers and set foot in a foreign land...

During his days in France, surrounded by countless servants and relatives who constantly showed concern, he never forgot about his mother in T City.

He kept telling himself that no matter where he was, there would come a day when he would repay the kindness of his foster mother.

Apart from wealth, what surprised him about the French family was that along with his father, he also had a sister.

That sister, named Alice, was the little princess in everyone’s heart in the family—beautiful and adorable. Perhaps because his appearance had taken away a part of her affection, she didn’t seem very fond of him.

He didn’t mind, going through the motions of life in this house every day, often reminiscing about his mother in T City.

One day, he carelessly stumbled upon an album in his sister’s room.

The drawings in the album had a style he was very familiar with, they were the most beautiful memories of his childhood, and the servant told him it was the artwork done by his sister when she was younger.

He knew Alice couldn’t possibly be the little girl from back then, as the ages didn’t match, but the similar drawing style evoked all the memories of his childhood...

He began to take his sister more seriously, pouring all the beautiful childhood emotions he had onto her.

For the first time, he had the thought of staying in this home.

A year later, he received the first phone call from his mother in T City.

He thought the call was to ask how he was doing, but the first thing his mother said was, "Chester, Mom needs your help."

From that day on...

His life once again underwent a tremendous change because his life now included the words "revenge." It was also that day he learned that his mother’s name was Vivian Lindsey.

Everything he did was just to repay his mother’s kindness, so he started making money, working very hard to make money.