The Princess and the Pauper

Chapter 1901

Nobody would be fawning over her, gathering around to please her.

"Let's try something different, honey. This dress would look stunning on you, Serena. Why don't you

give it a go?"

With a gentle nudge from Dora, Serena eventually slipped into a crisp white New Year's outfit.

The reason for avoiding a colorful one was a somber one; her biological parents had passed away not

too long ago.

June knelt down to help her into a pair of chic new shoes.

Serena was surprised that Martin even knew her shoe size.

With the help of Dora and June, she settled into her wheelchair, and they wheeled her down to the

dining room for breakfast.

After they finished, Dora casually suggested, "Serena, Mr. Martin isn't back yet. How about I push you

out to the garden for some fresh air, maybe take in the garden a bit?"

Serena nodded. Upon reaching the garden, she was astonished to find flower beds brimming with

blooms as exquisite as those found in the Collins family's estate.

"How did Martin know I loved these flowers?"

She was bewildered. Could it be that he had paid particular attention during his visits to the Collins'?

But that couldn't be right. The Collins estate housed countless plants; how could he possibly discern

which ones she favored?

"Mr. Martin said these were discarded by the Collins family, just left outside. He picked them up." Dora

spoke truthfully. "That same night, along with these flowers, there were many other things delivered, all

related to you, Serena."

"What?" Serena's eyes widened in shock. "Show me."

Dora pushed the wheelchair to a guest room. As the door swung open, Serena's gaze fell upon the

shelves lined with trophies, medals, and certificates she had earned throughout her life.

These things, once thrown away by the Collins family, had reappeared here, spotless, as if this was

where they truly belonged.

Among them were gifts she had given to the Collins' over the years: drawings for her brother, letters,

handmade birthday cards.

Not a single thing was missing; they were all here.

"Is everything here discarded by the Collins?" Tears streamed down Serena's cheeks as she was

unable to believe that they had thrown it all away.

With her trembling fingers, she picked up a drawing she had made for her brother. Probably because it

had been left outside, the drawing was stained with marks that couldn't be erased.

They could never be reclaimed, just like the happy memories with her brothers.

Everything was ruined.

"Yes," Dora confirmed. "They threw these away. It was Mr. Martin who sent for them to be collected."

Serena gazed at the things she had once gifted to the Collins family: watches, lighters, trinkets. Ccontent © exclusive by Nô/vel(D)ra/ma.Org.

Memories of the past enveloped her.

Her tears flowed unchecked—how could they do this? How could they bear to?

Even if she had made mistakes, her kindness as a child was genuine and heartfelt.

They could reject the person she had become, but how could they deny her past innocence and purity,

when all she had in her eyes and heart was them?

Back then, she truly saw them as family. Whether it was those drawings or the handmade birthday

cards, it was all her sincere affection.

How could they trample on it like this?