girl knight zero

Chapter 316
When Phoebe returned to Windmill City, it was past 11 o'clock in the evening. Thinking that it would be even more miserable if she was kicked out of the house in the middle of the night, Phoebe found a hotel and stayed until the next morning before returning home.

When she left, she didn't check out and left her luggage at the hotel, because she wasn't sure if her mother would kick her out with her luggage like last time.

After arriving at the door, Phoebe took a deep breath, knocked on the door knocker, and soon the housekeeper Ellie came out.

"Miss Phoebe?" Seeing Phoebe, Ellie immediately showed a surprised expression, and trotted all the way to open the door.

"Cough! We're on our annual vacation, so come back and have a look." Phoebe said as she glanced inside.

Dad's car isn't in the garage, so it looks like he's not home.

"Miss, where is your luggage?" Avery stretched out his head to look.

"At the hotel."

"Which hotel? I'll get it now."

"No, wait until I see my mother. Is she home?"

"Yes, Ma'am has rarely gone out in the past two years, and even more so in recent months." Avery said as he walked.

"Is she sick?" Phoebe asked with a worried look.

"As before, I'm in a bad mood, and I've been coughing since winter. But I believe she will be very happy to see you back." Avery pushed the door open.

Phoebe took a deep breath and walked into the living room.

She hasn't been back to this family for four years. Since she was admitted to Canton, she and her family have been in a state of rift. At first, she didn't even write letters. Later, after meeting her father at the border, they occasionally sent letters to ask questions. Her situation, but because the letters kept telling her to quit the hurricane, Phoebe never wrote back.

However, Phoebe and Avery have always maintained correspondence, and they would tell him a lot about their work, show off some combat experience, and send Avery a few Lagrange products.

"Miss, are you back?" Barbara, the housemaid, greeted her.

"Long time no see, nanny."

"Great! Madam was still talking about whether you would come back for the New Year yesterday. Now that you are back, she will be happy!"

"What about her?"

"Madam is not in good health these days, she is resting in the bedroom."

"Oh……"

"Let me inform you!"

"Hmm... ok."

Barbara happily ran upstairs with her skirt in hand.

Phoebe sat on the sofa with some anxiety, fearing that in a short while there would be a hoarse shout from above: "What is she doing back? Let her go! I don't want to see her!"

However, after waiting for a long time, there was no movement upstairs.

Phoebe looked up involuntarily, and was taken aback when she saw a woman in a white nightgown with disheveled hair leaning on the railing and looking at her.

"Mom, Mom?" Phoebe stood up nervously.Mrs. Sterling stared at Phoebe for a moment before stumbling down the stairs to Phoebe.

Phoebe glanced at her mother, only to see that she hadn't seen her for four years. She had lost a lot of weight, wrinkles appeared at the corners of her eyes and mouth, her hair looked dry, and she seemed to be ten years older.

Seeing her change so much, Phoebe suddenly felt a surge of intense sadness, and her resistance was involuntarily relieved a little.

"You're back? Why didn't you notify me in advance? Nothing is prepared at home." Mrs. Sterling said hoarsely.

"There's no need to prepare anything." Phoebe said hurriedly, "I'll be off for a few days, and I'll be back the day after tomorrow."

"I see..." Mrs. Sterling sat down on the sofa and looked at Phoebe carefully.

"You seem to have grown a lot taller." After a long time, Mrs. Sterling said.

(Phoebe was 166 when she left home and is now 178)

"I'm not what I used to be." Phoebe puffed out her chest, "I'm now an official Hurricane Knight, and I've also participated in many important battles, and won two fourth-class merits and one or two third-class merits. , a second-class meritorious service, and was awarded the Medal of Defense of the Country and Frontiers."

"You must have suffered a lot, right? Have you ever been injured?" Mrs. Sterling asked.

"Isn't it normal to suffer? There is no job that doesn't suffer." Phoebe snorted.

Upon hearing this, Mrs. Sterling was silent for a while.

After the two parties sat awkwardly for a few minutes, Mrs. Sterling suddenly asked, "Phoebe, do you hate me?"

"What do you mean?"

"I shouldn't have treated you that way." Mrs. Sterling hesitated and said, "I just hope you can live a good life, but I didn't expect you to react so violently, and even ran away from home, humiliating the family's reputation... ..."

"What do you mean by humiliating your family's reputation?" Phoebe stood up awkwardly, "Can't I choose my own life? Why do I always impose my own ideas on others!"

I thought Mrs. Sterling would get angry immediately, but this time she didn't. She lowered her head and folded her hands, obviously struggling inside.

"Phoebe, tell me honestly, have you been happy outside these few years? Don't say how many honors you have won, just say whether you are happy or not." Mrs. Sterling asked.

"Of course." Phoebe said without thinking, "I have made friends and met good leaders. I am doing what I like every day. I think this kind of life is very meaningful."

"What about the income? Can it be maintained?"

"Why are you raising money again? Isn't money the only measure of happiness? Having fun is the most important thing, isn't it?" Phoebe said dissatisfied.

"Maybe." Mrs. Sterling smiled wryly.

Just then, Phoebe suddenly noticed something. There seemed to be a bump on Mrs. Sterling's left forehead.

"What happened to your forehead?" Phoebe immediately stepped forward and brushed Mrs. Sterling's hair.

"No, it's nothing!" Mrs. Sterling hurriedly covered it up.

Phoebe grabbed her wrist and forcibly brushed her hair away. She was stunned when she saw that there was an obvious swelling on Mrs. Sterling's forehead. bruises.

"Who did this?" Phoebe asked in surprise.

"I accidentally dropped it," said Mrs. Sterling evasively.

"Will it fall to such a place?"

"I stumbled while walking and hit the door frame."

"Don't lie to me! How could it be so big when it hit the door frame! Someone must have smashed it, who is it?" Phoebe asked, grabbing Mrs. Sterling's arm.

Mrs. Sterling desperately wanted to withdraw her hand, but she pulled up her sleeve while struggling, revealing a clear strangle mark on her wrist.

"What is this?" Phoebe's eyes widened immediately.

"This... this is..." Mrs. Sterling didn't know how to explain it.

"Dad did it?"

"No, no..."

"Don't lie, it must be him!"

At this moment, footsteps and Avery's greeting came from the door, and then Collins Dodge, who smelled of alcohol, came in from the door.

It was 08:30 in the morning and Collins Dodge hadn't come home.

　Thank you for the monthly tickets of the inn ill and the brothel in the alley~
　　
　
(End of this chapter)