Chapter 239 - AN EXPRESSION OF ANGER (2/2)

Her initial goal had been to express the young girl's heartbreak and hurt as she asked her father why he had done what he had done. And Hu Lei had intended to show that her father loved her and just wanted her to be the best.

Perhaps, it was because this is what she had always wanted to hear from her own father.

However, before she could put her thoughts into words, she had felt her head throb with overwhelming dull pain, and for the first time, she had felt her transitioning into her dark side, Jane. If she could describe it, it felt something a powerful wave pushing through a dam.

It was not like the other times when she had been sleeping and too vulnerable to feel the will of Jane in her. This time, it had not felt like a dream or hallucination. It was Jane pushing Hu Lei aside and exerting her will because she wanted to be heard.

For a moment, Hu Lei had thought about fighting back and standing at the forefront again, but she had remembered what Dr Huo had said. If her dark side appeared, she must remember that it was still her. She was not the enemy.

After that, Jane had begun typing, her fingers brushing over the keyboard like the wind. And there was nothing about love and the father wanting the best for his cyborg daughter in her words. It was instead an expression of anger from the daughter.

She had trusted him, and he had abused that trust. That was not a father's love. It was doing what was best for the child. It was simply selfishness. That was a self-serving father.

In her mindscape, Hu Lei and Jane stood facing one another. Hu Lei was in her white dress with her clear bright eyes and her gentle face framed by her long black hair flowing down her shoulders in soft waves. And Jane, her hair was held in a severe bun and her body covered in a black bodysuit. Her eyes had a black sclera, but there was no evil in them, just heartbreak and pain.

Hu Lei stepped forward and lifted her hand and touched Jane's face.

”I am sorry.” She spoke with heartfelt depth.

She had always believed in her ability to compartmentalise. When she needed to be a killer, a thief or a torturer, she would tie up her hair, dress in black and forget about Hu Lei. And when she was done and wanted to attend philanthropic meetings or parties with her father, she would revert into lovable Hu Lei.

She had kept those two identities separate, and it had worked for her, allowed to have a semblance of normalcy. But in doing so, she had refused to take responsibility for everything she had done. Yes, she knew that she was Jane and Jane was her.

But she had never taken emotional responsibility for her actions. She had left only a small part of her to deal with the guilt, fear, pain and remorse. She had chosen to make Jane her monster and only call her to do what she could not, just like her.

A black tear fell down Jane's face. She wanted to tell her that it was their father's fault. He was a good-for-nothing who had used them as an ȧssassin to achieve his own goals, not caring if they were harmed. Everything he had done for her was to ensure that she could continue supporting him. And he had never loved them.

But she did not say anything.

Instead, Jane stepped forward and placed her forehead against Hu Lei. With closed eyes, the two stood as a gentle wind whirled and swept over the mindscape. When the wind settled and calm was restored, only one girl remained, dressed in black and white, with one eye with a dark sclera.

Hu Lei broke free from the memory, picked her ŀȧptop and walked to the seat by the window to draft an email to Bo Qian and send her completed manuscript. When she was about to sit down, she paused, and her yellow eyes became sharper.

There was a subtle scent in the air.

Sakura…