However, this was no big deal. I didn’t think there was anything worth reminiscing about my past.

“Hello, Madam. Today’s schedule is to go surfing on the beach.” Atticus’s servant stood before me. He looked at me and explained blankly.

“But Mr. Hall still has some things to deal with, so you can go first.”

This person was a completely unfamiliar face. I believed I’d never seen him before. Otherwise, he wouldn’t speak to me like this. It turned out that the people around Atticus had treated me too badly.

I nodded, changed my clothes, and followed him.

I didn’t know why Atticus would make such an arrangement, but I couldn’t go against him in this situation. Soon, I began to feel despair.

It was a terrible feeling. I didn’t like being soaked in water because I’d drowned before. I wouldn’t be here if it weren’t for Atticus’ request.

“Eloise?” Just as I was about to swim back to shore, I heard someone calling me. This wasn’t normal. No one should recognize me here. I looked up in surprise.

Lisa was standing there. She looked pale as she stood by the water with no intention of coming closer.

“I don’t remember us greeting each other like this.” I carefully sized her up.

“But hello, Lisa.”

“Of course. Eloise, I’m here to take back what belongs to me this time.” She was frank.

“I know you like Atticus, but this is not a matter of liking him. I hope you can consider that for our pack.”

I was grateful that she would say that directly, even though I didn’t want to hear it.

Our pack? This sentence sounds like a joke to me. Why would she do so many things if she still thought I was her sister?

I couldn’t tolerate her anymore.

“I don’t belong to your pack anymore. Don’t forget what your parents said when I left your pack.” I smiled.

I remembered them saying I no longer belonged to that pack. So now, this had come in handy.

I didn’t want to care about what would happen next, but at least for now, I needed to make her feel embarrassed.

I was Eloise Cotton now. I was Atticus’ girlfriend.

Lisa looked at me with her eyes widened. I didn’t think this alone was enough to make her afraid. She then pointed behind me. I could feel there was someone there.

“That is indeed the case.”

I turned around and met Atticus’ eyes.

I thought back to the scenes of him and Lisa. I suddenly felt some pain in my chest.

Under such circumstances, he would not be able to help me.

However, to my surprise, he stopped when he walked to my side.

“You’re my fiancé. You shouldn’t be doing this. You should at least respect me some.” Lisa looked very shocked. She sounded like she was about to cry.

“Yes, fiance. But she’s my girlfriend.” He held my waist. My brain couldn’t function at all.

“Besides, I haven’t agreed to the marriage yet.”

This was considered a farce.

After we got back to the car, Atticus let go of me. I sat in the farthest corner from him, wrapped in a blanket, and drank my juice.

This confused me.

But I suddenly realized a problem.

Didn’t Lisa have a past with Atticus? It was also because of that that Atticus had always protected her.

However, why did it seem like Atticus didn’t care about this anymore?