Broken-Winged Angel [18+]

BROKEN-WINGED ANGEL: CHAPTER 5

Only two days remained before Christmas. Even though my family never had the habit of celebrating western holidays, Christmas was on a weekend this year, so my dad specifically made a phone call to ask me to come home for the holidays.

Taking advantage of the fact that I didn’t have class in the afternoon, I prepared to make a trip to the department store to buy some gifts for my mom, dad, and little brother. Just when I set foot in the main entrance of the department store, my cellphone rang.

“Hello?”

“Teacher, this is Zhao Yi Bo.”

“Is something up?” I was puzzled. After knowing them for half a year, this was my first time receiving a call from them.

“Tomorrow is Christmas Eve, and we wanted to invite you to our place to celebrate.”

“I’m sorry, I can’t go. My dad asked me to come home.” I awkwardly told him.

“Don’t worry about it. The holidays are meant to be spent together with family in the first place.” His voice sounded disappointed, but he didn’t urge any further.

Hearing his disappointment, I suddenly felt bad. Even though I could go home for the holidays, they didn’t have anywhere to go. The old butler had died, and I’m afraid their parents weren’t coming to spend time with them for the holidays either. All they could do was watch over a bare and empty Zhao family mansion.

How pitiable!

My soft spot for these two poor children made it impossible for me to leave them alone.

Thus, I could only call home and tell my parents that I couldn’t come back for the holidays. My mom ended up nagging me for two hours while on the phone, and by the time I felt like my ears were going deaf, my mom finally showed mercy and let me off.

I finally won the privilege to spend Christmas in Taipei.

After enduring such a tiresome bombardment, I simply didn’t have the energy or interest to continue shopping. I decided I’d go to the Zhao residence today, since I hadn’t visited in two or three days, and who knows how they were eating to scrape by these past few days.

Ah…. I’m such a natural workaholic. I’m not even married and I’ve already become a mom.

I returned to my small apartment to pack a few essentials and a change of clothes, went to the supermarket to buy some fresh meat and vegetables, and then I was slowly off on my way to the Zhao residence.

I used the key that the twins gave me to open the door to the Zhao residence. Ever since I stayed to take care of Zhao Yi Bo when he was sick, they started to see me as one of their own. Not only did they give me a key to the Zhao residence, but they even gave me the deposit booklet for their bank account.

These two idiots didn’t have any sense of insecurity. Weren’t they afraid that I’d have shady thoughts to transfer the funds and run away?

However, I still accepted it from them. I heard that their parents each had children with their lovers, so it was possible that one day they would completely abandon the twins. They may not even be willing to support them financially. The twins were not even sixteen yet, and they still needed to attend senior high school, university, and possibly even go into business later on. Saving more money was always a safer bet. Furthermore, they didn’t have the slightest notion of financial management. Whenever they went out to eat, they always had to dine at the finest restaurants. If they continued like this, sooner or later they would be homeless. It would be better if I acted as their guardian for now.