Your face isnât visibly injured, but itâs slightly swollen.
Use the icepack to help reduce the swelling.
Youâll be fine.
â
Covering her face with her hands, Valerie resumed crying.
Feeling wronged, she asked, âCyrus, does she really hate me so much? I like her, so I invited her to help me choose dresses.
What did I do wrong?â
Cyrus explained earnestly, âSheâs your older sister.
Regardless of whether you did anything wrong, if she hits you, you should bear it without blame or complaint.
Do you understand?â
Valerie froze.
After a couple of seconds, she lowered her head and murmured sullenly, âI get it.
â
âGood girl.
This is exactly what the young lady of the Simmons family should do.
â Cyrus smiled and patted her head.
It didnât last, though.
He abruptly stopped and pulled away.
âChange into your clothes,â he said as he headed toward the door.
âYour face is injured, we canât ignore it and continue Looking for a dress Like this.
Letâs do it another day.
â
Meanwhile, Lucinda left the mall and strode to the parking lot.
It wasnât until she was inside her car that she opened her purse and took out a small piece of paper.
Cyrus had practically stuffed it in her hand when he pulled her away from Valerie earlier.
Lucinda unfolded the note.
A single line was written on it- âPlease give me some time.
â
Lucinda frowned and continued to stare at the words.
What did Cyrus mean by this?
Had he found out something? Was he secretly investigating the matter as well?
She was still pondering the possibilities when her phone suddenly rang.
It was Nathan.
As soon as Lucinda answered the call, Nathanâs voice came through the line.
âWhy didnât you wake me up before you went out?â
âItâs fine, Iâm done here,â she cajoled.
âIâm already on my way home.
I didnât wake you since you were sleeping so soundly.
â
Nathan groaned and rolled over in bed.
âWhere did you go? Youâre not hurt, are you?â