Chapter 374 I'm Begging You
Sierra had thought Lola was being treated poorly by Abella and had wanted to stand up for her...
The three girls beside Sierra also looked at Lola with disappointment and disdain.
"Let's go!"
As Sierra walked away with the three girls, they brushed past Abella, and Sierra even apologized.
"Oh boy, this drama is like shooting yourself in the foot. Abella, we're heading back to the dorm, okay? This is your family business, so we won't interfere," Clare said as she left with Joanna and Josie.
Near the sports field, only four people remained.
Camila took Abella's hand and stared coldly at Lola. Camila thought, “If it weren't for the surveillance cameras, Lola would have wrongfully accused me of pushing her. Such an outrageous claim.”
"Ethan... you always said that even if Abella came back to this family, you'd treat me just as well as before... does your word still stand?" Lola's tone was heavy with emotion.
"I remember when we were kids, one year our garden had this huge pomegranate tree, brimming with bright red fruit. I was so eager to taste them, but the servants wouldn't dare give me the fruit. It was you who climbed up to pick them for me. You even fell and had to stay in bed for three months."
A rare touch of warmth crossed Lola's face as she recalled.
"You said then that you'd be willing to lie in bed for three hundred days if it made your little sister happy."
"Another time, we took a plane to Russia. It was snowing, a complete whiteout. You threw a snowball at me, dirtying my favorite dress. I was a bit upset, so to make me laugh, you made a bunch of snowballs and let me throw them at you."
"I was reluctant to do it, but seeing my pouty face, you ordered the servants to toss snowballs at you until I was satisfied. One hit your face just right, and I laughed. You laughed along. Oh, how wonderful those days were."
"And once, we went to New Zealand and got lost in a beautiful forest while taking a family portrait. I saw these two gorgeous butterflies and insisted we catch them. We both ended up getting lost in the dense woods... You carried me on your back from afternoon to evening, never finding the way out."
"It was summer, you wore shorts, and your legs were scratched and bleeding from the branches, but you kept quiet about the pain, just comforting me as I cried. I got hungry, and you even tried catching fish in the river for me, but what would a young master like you know about fishing? In the end, you caught nothing, and I cried so much..."
Those beautiful memories were so vivid that as Lola closed her eyes. They cut deep into her heart.
“I still remember our family vacations every year, home or abroad. You, Mom, Dad, and our brothers always looked out for me. When I was thirsty, you'd compete to bring me water. When I was exhausted, you'd take turns carrying me. Especially at mealtime, if there was a dish I loved, you'd all make sure some made it into my plate...”
But when did things start to change?
Was it the moment Abella came back home and everyone began serving her dishes?
It seems like once something's lost, it can never be regained.
"Ethan, I miss those old days so much, the carefree laughter and playfulness of our family,"
Lola said this, tears streaming down her face, her smile hauntingly beautiful.
"Ethan, do you remember that trip where your favorite camera fell near the cliff's edge, and I wanted to retrieve it for you? I slipped, but you grabbed my hand just in time."
"You were just a kid, yet you had such strength. You said that even if it meant dying, you'd never let go of my hand."
"Another time, feeling the tremors from the nearby quake zone, the house shook and I thought it was an earthquake. I cried in terror, and you swept me up, racing to the garden. You assured me that no matter what, as long as you are there, you'll always protect me."
"And once, while playing chase with friends at home, I accidentally knocked down the massive Lego robot you painstakingly built. I was petrified, but you comforted me, saying nothing mattered more than my happiness. You even said that with you, I'd always have the right to make mistakes, and no matter what I did wrong, you'd always forgive me."
As Lola spoke, her tears fell anew. She lifted her tear-filled eyes to look at Ethan, her gaze pitifully pleading.
"Do your words still hold true now?"
Ethan felt as though his heart was being torn apart. He was struggling.
"I haven't committed arson or murder, and I haven't done anything outrageously wrong. I was just blabbering in front of my friends..."
"I can't bear to leave Mom and Dad or you and our brothers. All the wonderful times we've had. I want to be your sister again, to be our parents' daughter..."
Lola reached out, tugging at a corner of Ethan's shirt. "Ethan, I'm just not used to it. I was not used to someone suddenly appearing and taking away everything I had... I know I shouldn't have badmouthed Sister Abella in front of my friends. I shouldn't have falsely accused my sister-in-law... I was just envious of how well she treated Abella. I was wrong."
Lola couldn't stop her tears. "I was wrong, Ethan. Forgive me, please give me one last chance... I promise I won't make such foolish mistakes again..."
She clung to the hem of Ethan's shirt like a child, weeping touchingly.
"Please, Ethan..." Lola sobbed, her tears flowing, "I'm begging you... just give me one last chance."
Ethan shut his eyes tightly. It would be a lie to say his heart hadn't softened at all. For eighteen years, he had truly and dearly held Lola in his heart, catering to her every whim like a doting brother.
But forgiving her now would be unjust to Abella.
Perhaps reading his mind, Lola, in tears, clutched at Camila’s sleeve. "I'm sorry, Camila. I was wrong before. You didn't push me... It was me who blamed you... Please, I’ll accept any punishment you see fit. Just please forgive me. I'll do anything..."
"..." Camila, with her upbringing, had never been begged for forgiveness by a weeping girl. "Stop, don't pull on me. You’re pleading with the wrong person..."
Lola shifted toward Abella, tugging at her garment. "Please, sister, give me one more chance... I admit my mistake... From now on, I won't say bad things about you to your classmates... I’ll explain to them one by one that it was me who smeared your name. I’ll tell them that you actually did nothing wrong..."
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