Chapter 229
Chapter 229:
“You’re my younger sister, but somehow, I’ve just now understood you’ve been looking after me this whole time. All I did was make things worse for you p>
Shame washed over him as memories from the past surfaced. The first day Noelle came home to the Moss family, he’d spat cruel words at her, banishing her from the dinner table.
Even after she proved her worth, he sought to punish her, locking her in the basement with rats and cockroaches, only letting her out once fever took hold—and then berating her for being weak.
Overcome, Brock slapped himself hard, fresh tears splattering the floor.
“I don’t deserve to be your brother p>
There was nothing human in the way he’d acted.
𝗤𝘂𝘢l𝗂𝗍у 𝘁𝗿aոs𝗅а𝘵𝗂𝗼ո𝘀 𝗈𝗇
Witnessing his self-punishment, Noelle’s face remained calm. “Brock, words won’t change anything now p>
In the past, hope for the Moss family had kept her holding on. She had swallowed her pride and sacrificed for the sake of kinship.
What she received in return was cruelty that grew harsher with time.
Now, she finally saw the truth—none of it had ever been worth her pain. Panic and misery took hold as Brock met her unwavering stare. His lips trembled as he tried to reach her one last time.
“I’m sorry. I’m so, so sorry… You saved me from my darkest days, and all I did was repay you with cruelty p>
From NoMo, he had received guidance and friendship, someone who believed in him and offered comfort.
But with Noelle, all he ever did was scold or insult her.
Despite everything, Noelle never stopped helping him as his mentor.
In those days, some fragile hope must have flickered within her, clinging to the idea of brotherly love.
Tears poured down Brock’s face, each drop scorching a fresh path and searing his heart with unbearable sorrow.
“I was so wrong, Noelle. From the start, I never deserved the title of your brother. I know you’re done forgiving me, that nothing I say can change your mind. Still, even if we can’t be mentor and student anymore, can we at least be siblings again? I just want one more chance to set things right p>
Cold detachment shone in Noelle’s stare, a glimmer of mockery behind her steady gaze.
“Don’t forget the deal we struck at the shooting range. There’s no going back. You and I won’t ever be siblings in this lifetime p>
Shock widened Brock’s eyes, anguish and regret threatening to crush him where he stood. “N-no… that can’t p>
He had thrown away the chance for a remarkable sister, wrecking it with his own two hands.
Desperation clawed at him as Brock shook his head. “I wish I could take it all back. Can we just forget the bet ever happened p>
A cold, bitter laugh slipped from Noelle’s lips. She refused to hear another plea, turning her back and walking off without a word of hesitation.
Every step she took left Brock feeling more lost and alone.
He slid down the wall, crumpling to the floor, defeat settling over him like a heavy cloak.
“Brock p>