The always smart red-haired girl just remained silent when listening to Galen's wanton and arrogant tone. She wanted to speak out to refute, to resist the fate that was imposed on her by others.
But the words of resistance were stuck in the girl's throat and she couldn't spit them out. Anya hesitated and was afraid.
She only wanted to escape away from her family and everything she knew. When faced with her fate again, she could only be as frightened and trembling as she was when she was a child, unable to do anything.
Anya bit her lip tightly, leaving deep tooth marks that were about to bleed. She hugged herself tightly to try to prevent her body from shaking uncontrollably.
She was angry, angry at her own incompetence, even though she could bravely face monsters with sharp teeth during adventures.
But when facing an annoying rich man, he found that he was so weak.
Not only is he jealous of the arrogant authority of the Orsini family, but an offensive word may have immeasurable consequences for his family.
What's more, that bastard Galen deeply hurt the girl with a few words that explained the reality. The pain was far beyond all the suffering suffered by the body, like a red-hot iron pressing on her heart.
The pain was severe and she couldn't get rid of it. Anya didn't want to let this pain follow her for the rest of her life.
"What's the matter? Dear Mrs. Orsini?"
Anya's silence made Galen become even more aggressive, as if he was unwilling to let go of a rare toy easily.
"Why don't you say anything? Are you secretly happy at the thought of becoming a duchess in the future? Don't worry, I know my eldest brother very well. He loves women very much! As long as you make him feel comfortable, He won't hit you easily."
Seeing Galen's face becoming more serious, even though Sandino didn't know the reason, as a bystander, he gradually couldn't stand him continuing to talk nonsense.
When he looked at Anya's face, he saw that the "nervous" girl just now was no different from an ordinary beautiful girl of her age. Her eyes became blurred in helplessness, and she lost the courage to take risks just now.
"Anya...are you okay..." Sandino regretted it as soon as he asked this question. The girl didn't seem to be okay at all, as if the most fearful shadow of her childhood had been evoked.
The girl's body was trembling visibly. What she was afraid of was definitely not the bastard Gallon himself, but something hidden behind the other person's words.
Galen didn't want to let Anya go and continued to have fun.
"Oh, by the way, dear, my eldest brother is old after all. If you dislike him in the future, I won't mind..."
Before he could finish his words, Sandino, who couldn't bear it anymore, stood up without caring about what was going on, slightly opening his arms to protect Anya behind him.
"Come on, Mr. Gallen! You've probably said enough! Can't you see that Miss Anya is already very sad!"
Faced with Sandino, the Duke's child, he still lacked the confidence to speak. He mustered up the courage to use as strong a tone as possible to interrupt the obscene remarks that the other party was about to say casually.
Anya looked at Sandino's back, her trembling expression slightly relieved. She was surprised that the boy stood up for her, but she didn't know that Sandino was sniffing nervously at this time, his eyes were wandering, and he was more scared than Anya. Woolen cloth.
Sandino knew that he did not possess extraordinary wisdom, that he always had bad luck, that he was clumsy and often unable to speak, but he was still willing to believe his eyes. He saw the sadness on Anya's face, and felt the girl's feelings from it. So eager for help at this time.
And as he said before, a real gentleman should protect a weak lady, even if he is facing the heir of a duke...even if he is a cruel little bastard like Galen...
Galen looked at himself with eyes that gradually changed from surprise to indifference.
"You...how dare you interrupt me?" Gallon smiled contemptuously. In his eyes, he didn't regard Sandino as a dignified person at all.
A little stinky baron's child can easily be crushed to death with his little finger even if he doesn't have a title in the future.
He thought about it, and the more he thought about it, the more ridiculous he felt.
"Before, you followed that guy Cesare every day, and I could still give the Earl family some face... Now it's not certain whether Cesare is alive or dead, how dare you still be an eyesore in front of me?"
Sandino swallowed several mouthfuls of saliva in succession, straightened his waist and raised his head, trying to make his small stature look a little more majestic.
"We just happened to be passing by and didn't bother you! We have to leave now, please...please let us go!" He tried hard to make his eyes look firmly at Gallen, and controlled the volume to express his unyielding attitude. Avoid being overheard by outsiders.
But it was still too difficult to bluff Gallon, and Sandino's brave appearance only became more ridiculous in Gallon's eyes.
"Want to leave? You really should leave, and you have to leave quickly."
Galen stood firm and formally adjusted his collar a few times. He cleared his throat a few times and took a deep breath.
"Here comes someone! There is a student escaping from bed in front of the finance room!"
He roared loudly, and the echoes continued to echo in the corridors of the school. That bastard's hateful voice spread far away in the narrow corridor and spread to the upper and lower floors. Gallon continued shouting, as if determined to cause some trouble for Sandino and Anya.
Within a moment, the sound of hurried footsteps was heard in the auditorium in response to Gallon's shouts. The walls and floors of the corridor were like echo boards, allowing the gradually chaotic sounds to be transmitted more clearly. .
"You!" Sandino was so anxious that he suddenly raised his finger and pointed at Galen, looking at the face that needed a beating. The curse words were stuck in his mouth but he didn't dare to say them out.
Anya grabbed Sandino's sleeve while he was stunned on the spot. "It's time to run away." The girl adjusted her mood and called out crisply before turning around and running back with the boy.
The evil laughter in his ears was getting farther and farther. Sandino's mind went blank in a hurry. He ran down the stairs and through the corridor according to the route he came from. He didn't have time to slow down his steps and his legs swung back and forth quickly. Much faster than when we arrived.
The footsteps chasing each other were particularly powerful, as if they were preaching some great truth in the auditorium full of knowledge. The reverberation changes in strength and volume, sometimes crisp, sometimes deep, and then all disappearing in an instant.
Just as the boy and girl were about to return to the first floor and the window from which they came in.
A group of nuns from the school had actually blocked the entrance to the stairs. Upon seeing this, Anya immediately pulled Sandino to stop and wanted to run back again.
As soon as I turned around, I saw more lights blocking the escape route. Patrolling security guards and teachers working at night blocked the only escape route. People on both sides were angry and blocked all routes, even the birds. Don't even think about escaping.
"Oh... now it's bad."
Anya looked back and forth, and finally shrugged her shoulders and smiled sheepishly at Sandino, who was about to cry out of fear.
An older nun stood up holding an oil lamp. The light illuminated the faces of the two children mercilessly, and also gave special "care" to Anya's eyes, which made the girl raise her hands to cover her eyes.
The old nun snorted softly.
"Anya Lauryn...I'm really not surprised."
