Sorry, I’m not Cinderella

Clara was breathing hard. She is suffering from the torment of pain.

Hurting! Hopeless!

Just like that, Clara was unconscious until the second day, showing no signs of waking up.

Not sure if she will wake up again or not?

It was the second day she didn’t come, Zane was really mad, there was no reliable explanation to make him feel better, and the substitute nurses made him uncomfortable.

They were chattering and noisy. I Like to get attention. Far from her.

She was quiet, listening, and didn’t have any intimacy with him. Except when it’s absolutely necessary. She simply did the right thing and didn’t think otherwise.

It was that difference that made him impressed with her. Several times Zane asked if she knew who he was. Clara was always honest ‘I don’t know anything about you, nor do I want to know.

I don’t understand why he believes what she says. The truth is she didn’t lie. He felt it. Maybe he was mistaken sometimes, but he himself couldn’t explain why he believed her.

He wanted to learn more about her. Even offered to be friends. But she always showed a determined attitude. Work just works. That made him love her even more.

There will be a day when he officially learns about her, soon when his eyes see her. The deal will end. Then she had no more reason to refuse.

The more he thought about her, the more confused he became. The ringing of the bell today did not calm him down.

The answer he received was only one correct.

‘We can’t contact her, we’ll let you know if there’s news.’

It was as if she had evaporated from the world.

Why can a person who is resting peacefully disappear without a trace?

Zane didn’t believe the excuse they gave him, but he couldn’t come up with another more convincing one. At first, he was certain that it was an accident, so she wanted to avoid him for a while, but avoiding him without warning, without a message was strange.

Was he so scared that she had to hide like that?

Surely this is not simple, there is a twist here.

Wait.

Wait.

Wait.

Still no sound.

The director made hundreds of phone calls for her, but only to see the phone ring and then silence, no one answered, and no one texted to answer.

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The director has tried every way to contact her family, unfortunately, the information she has about her is recorded in the file that the orphanage keeps, except for her phone number, Clara did not give any more details. Any more info, no home phone number, no home address. More than that, only the first name, not the last name.

Like she’s a mysterious person who doesn’t want people to find out about her.

The director loved Clara very much, she was so impatient that she immediately informed the police that she was missing, but she received a very angry reply, ‘missing for less than 48 hours, we do not bodyguard’.

I couldn’t believe it, how could they answer so heartlessly?

Even if there is blame and scolding, the law is still the law. Can’t do otherwise, without any exceptions. Unless there is real evidence that this is a well-founded disappearance case, there is a suspect or something but necessary information to prove this is a disappearance case.

Unfortunately, there is nothing to prove.

Had to sit on the fire waiting for time to pass quickly, 48 hours will be accepted and handled.

So annoying!

Whoever came up with this damned ritual, that’s deplorable.

The uneasiness persisted.

A bad premonition was woven by him. When I heard the news

‘Recently it has been discovered that many girls have been raped and brutally murdered.’

The news made his stomach hotter than ever.

If that’s true, she might as well have…? He was angry with himself for thinking so wildly.

‘Holy girl will be okay? Cinderella will surely be unharmed.’ Even with such a positive thought, the anxiety was still getting bigger and bigger, it was about to explode with suffocating frustration.

Zane now was like sitting on a fire, he worried about that terrible thing happening.

Unable to sit still anymore, he insisted that he needed to do something, it was better to take action first than to sit and wait, delaying her would probably be in danger or misfortune.

Zane immediately called the housekeeper, the gray-haired man quickly walked over to meet him immediately, no more roundabouts, no more lengthy, he made a request immediately, wanting him to quickly send people away. find her, the police don’t get involved, he will.

At least he has the conditions and ability to do it.

A voice replied ‘Yes, I understand.’ The door closed, and he was alone, impatient.

In the blink of an eye, the feeling of insecurity made him more and more uncomfortable, he couldn’t sit still anymore, wanted to get out of bed, and wanted to personally go out there to search.

No one asked him to do that, he himself did not understand why he acted like this. What did she do to make him not realize what she did?

Are you special to other girls?

He hated himself more and more.

It’s useless!

If only he could see. He couldn’t take it anymore, immediately got out of bed, and rushed out to find her. But unable to leave the room, he was stopped by the nurses.

He angrily pulled down the blindfold and opened his eyes…

What is this feeling?