Him Her Dark

Ember Anderson slowly closed her beautiful jade-like eyes, still picturing her mother's gentle smile in her mind.

She couldn't believe her beautiful and gentle mother had left her like this forever.

"Hey! Are you satisfied now?" A voice devoid of warmth echoed in her ears, and his warm breath made her nerves numb. Immediately after, a heavy hand was placed on her shoulder. Ember Anderson sighed inwardly. This young master Sherwood seemed quite childish.

The scene from a few hours ago flashed through her mind again...

"Lewis, Ember will be your younger sister from now on. You have to take good care of her." Lewis Sherwood's mother, Mrs. Olivia, hugged Ember Anderson's shoulder with one hand and prepared to open Lewis Sherwood's room.

Hearing this, Lewis Sherwood's body stiffened, slowly turning to look from top to bottom at the savior of their family's patriarch. The girl had small, long eyebrows, beautiful eyes, and a pleasant countenance, not considered the most beautiful but giving others a sense of tranquility—especially her clear eyes, like a clean pond, without any impurities.

But he wasn't captivated by her pure appearance. After all, her mother had put in much effort and even risked her life to save him. It was said that her mother was in the final stage of cancer, near death, and had calculated this plan with the hope that her precious daughter would enter the Sherwood family.

Indeed a cunning woman!

And what he hated the most was someone with such deep scheming.

Ember Anderson also evaluated Lewis Sherwood in front of her. Looking at him, he was clearly an ugly teenager, with one hand arrogantly stuffed in his pocket and the other holding a black jacket over his shoulder. She had heard early on that the Sherwood family members were arrogant and unpredictable. Seeing him for the first time, she felt disgusted and confused.

But thinking again, now that she was living under the Sherwood family, she couldn't oppose their only son. She could only smile friendly and say, "Hello, I'm Ember Anderson. I hope to learn a lot from you in the future!"

"Disgusting!" Unexpectedly, the other party responded with two shameless words.

Before Ember Anderson could react, Mrs. Olivia was so provoked that she took a deep breath. With one hand on her waist, she pointed at Lewis Sherwood like an angry woman. "Who treats their sister so impolitely? Apologize to your mother!"

At this moment, Ember Anderson remained silent... She wanted to strangle him right then and there, but her aunt had said that, so if she acted like that, she would be in the wrong.

"It's fine, Aunt. Maybe the young master isn't in a good mood today." A slightly unnatural smile appeared on her face, and seeing Lewis Sherwood's unfriendly gaze towards her, it didn't become any friendlier.

But she didn't care. "I'm truly sorry, Ember, but you don't have to call him 'young master.' You can call him by his name or just 'brother.'" Mrs. Olivia smiled, then turned her head and changed her expression to a stern one. "Go back to your room and think about it, my dear! Tonight, you don't have to eat!"

Seeing Lewis Sherwood's angry eyes, Ember Anderson had a hunch that something wasn't right.

However, she didn't expect that, past midnight, he would come to her room.

"I have a name; I'm not called 'this.'" She turned around, her whole body dressed in a white dress with flower patterns, resembling a beautiful princess.

"Look at you, acting so arrogant without my mother around? Hmph!" Lewis tightened his grip on her shoulders, his gaze as if spewing fire. "Tell me! What is your purpose for coming to my house?"

Purpose? Ember chuckled softly. "My mother died because of your father, so my purpose is to make everyone in this family feel indebted to me, to repay me! Do you understand?"

In truth, she didn't think like that in her heart.

"Indeed..." Lewis Sherwood's eyes turned cold, his grip on her shoulders tightening even more, not allowing her to flinch before he said, "You, bitch, leave our house immediately!"

"Do none of the rich have any manners like him?" Ember Anderson couldn't hold back and raised her hand, preparing to slap Lewis Sherwood. Wasn't she trying to help people? After all, she had never slapped anyone like this in her life.