"Hah."
Seeing the guilt-ridden expression on Derek's face, Serena couldn't help but let out a short, sharp laugh.
It was a sound filled with cold mockery and undisguised disgust.
"Mr. Wynn, do you have any idea how… disgusting you look right now? It's enough to make a person sick."
Derek's eyes widened, his face turning deathly pale as if he'd been struck by lightning.
Those words…
He was all too familiar with them.
Because he had once said them himself.
He was the one who, with an air of condescending superiority, had told Serena, "Your groveling act is so disgusting it makes me want to throw up."
That was how he had once treated her.
Now, the same words were being thrown back at him.
They stabbed into his heart, causing an unbearable, wrenching pain.
"Serena… I know my attitude in the past hurt you, but… but you should have told me sooner. If I had known about your abilities, I would have protected you," Derek said, his fists clenched, a pleading tone creeping into his voice.
Serena truly laughed this time.
For the past four years, she had dedicated herself to the Wynn family, trying with all her might to please every single one of them.
She had shattered all her pride, practically begging for their so-called familial affection.
And they had treated her with nothing but contempt.
Their disgust for her seemed innate.
Now that she no longer cared for their affection, no longer needed it, they were shamelessly crawling back to her.
It was pathetic, wasn't it?

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