Spoiled by Eight Uncles (Lily) novel Chapter 6

Lilly looked around, yet she still saw only an empty room. “Who are you?” she asked in a shaking voice.

“I’m your master,” the voice answered calmly.

The little girl scowled at the absurd response. “I don’t have a master,” she said firmly.

Suddenly, a shadowy figure sat in the chair next to the bed. The young man, dressed in a white robe, was not visible to the rest. He had blood-red lips, piercing grey eyes, and a high nose. He exuded a cold, sinister aura.

The man glared at the little girl before him and thought, I thought she was going to be an ignorant dumb child. It seems like it isn’t that easy to fool her…

“Tulip.” Before he could continue, Lilly hissed, “My name is not Tulip. I’m Lilly.”

The man rubbed his chin and said, “I’m really your master. Your mum asked me to be your master when she was still around.”

“No, she won’t,” Lilly protested. She did not believe her mother would give her up to a stranger.

The man was speechless at her denial. When Jean was about to die, she saw him and begged him to protect Lilly and the Crawfords. The little girl was only two years old then and could not see his spiritual body. However, the fact remains that he was her master! When Lilly was on the verge of death two days ago, she could finally hear his voice. Nonetheless, she refused to believe his words.

The man rubbed his nose and stated, “Jean Crawford is your mother, and you are Lilly Hatcher. I know who you are.”

Lilly pursed her lips and retorted, “Everyone knows that.”

What a clever young lady. The Hatchers would never be able to bully her if it weren’t for her petite stature and desire to be loved.

The man smirked and replied, “Don’t overthink everything, little one. When you are well enough, we can do the ceremonious activities. My name is Pablo Belmont. I was a formidable man in my past life.”

Noticing Lilly’s confused expression, Pablo explained, “It’s natural that you don’t know who I am because I wasn’t born in your era. However, I’m a talented man. I can teach you many things, such as to protect yourself from bullies.”

“Will great men perish?” Lilly inquired. When she realized her question had met with silence, she asked again, “If you’re as capable as you said, how did you die?”

Pablo was rendered speechless by her difficult questions. Lilly clutched her sheets and pursed her lips. “If you’re really my master, why did you leave me alone?” Nobody cared about her since her mother died, not even when she was crying or hurt. For the past year, she tried her best to avoid stepping on anyone’s toes. Despite her efforts, her father and grandparents did not adore her. Debbie even beat her up at times.

“From now on, I’ll protect you,” Pablo stated solemnly. His face hardened, and he offered no further explanation. Lilly bit her lower lip and turned away from him.

Pablo patted Lilly’s head and said, “Get some rest. I’ll be back later. This is my welcome gift for you.” He had rushed to see Lilly and needed to return to tie up any loose ends.

Lilly felt a searing sensation and found red threads circling her wrist. The room fell silent once again. She looked around but saw no one. To her surprise, her aching body felt better, and her heart was at peace.

After ten days, Lilly’s wounds mostly recovered. Finally, she was well enough to return home.

“This is a miracle. She has managed to heal so quickly. Given the severity of her injuries, I expected it to take three months,” a doctor said incredulously.

Gilbert soon arrived and observed Lilly on the bed, her eyes glued to the red string around her wrist. She looked immensely lonely and afraid.