My Parents Neglected Me Until I Died Novel by yueji

The next day, Quinn Ortega arrived at my and Yolanda Robinson’s home with a group of people.

Was he going to take out his anger on Yolanda Robinson?

I stood in front of Yolanda, determined to protect her despite my own helplessness. Yolanda, clutching her phone, glared at Quinn Ortega.

“You’re trespas** stepped into the living room with no regard for boundaries.

“What are you planning to do?” Yolanda instinctively blocked the door to my room.

With a mere glance from Quinn Ortega, his bodyguards forcefully moved Yolanda aside. He opened the door to my room, where many of my belongings were already packed in boxes.

“Move it all out,” Quinn Ortega ordered.Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

“Don’t touch it, that’s my stuff!” Yolanda struggled, but with two men holding her down, she was powerless to stop them.

Boxes were carried away by the bodyguards, and Yolanda’s curses continued unabated.

It wasn’t until Duncan Shepard arrived that the scene began to change.

“Duncan Shepard, get this maniac out of here! He’s stealing my things!”

Duncan Shepard, observing Quinn Ortega’s flushed eyes, began to calm Yolanda.

Let him take it.”

Yolanda launched a furious tirade at Duncan Shepard.

Duncan Shepard whispered to Yolanda, “He’s clearly not in his right mind. If you resist, he might do something even more irrational. Besides, didn’t you say some of Nicole’s things were meant to be returned to him? Let him take them.”

I nodded to myself; Duncan Shepard had a point. They were just material possessions, after all.

I noticed that our photo albums were still in the living room, untouched by Quinn Ortega.

Yolanda finally ceased her protests, glaring at Quinn Ortega with intense hatred. “Such hypocrisy. She’s dead. Who are you trying to fool?”

Quinn Ortega said nothing throughout.

The items were all moved to Quinn Ortega’s room. He opened one of the boxes, revealing beautifully wrapped gift boxes.

I realized that these were the pieces of jewelry Quinn Ortega had once given me.

We had shared some warm moments together. Before Audrey Macy returned to her home country, Quinn Ortega would take me to events, and whenever I was harassed, he would step in to protect me.

After one drunken night, he kissed me and asked if I would be his girlfriend. I said yes.

He asked what I wanted, and I said I wanted to go to the amusement park and ride the Ferris wheel with him, because there was a legend that kissing at the top would ensure eternal love.

But I never got to experience that.

A week later, when Audrey Macy returned, Quinn Ortega never mentioned it again, as if his confession had been a dream I’d imagined.

After Audrey Macy left, Quinn Ortega often took his frustrations out on me, forcing himself upon me. Afterwards, he would give me a piece of jewelry, which I never wore.

He claimed it was compensation, but to me, it was a symbol of shame.

I had long wished to return it, and now it was finally going back to him.