The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 2727

"Mister Vince, it's a downpour out there. Miss Rita will get sick if she runs around outside," said Donna.

"It's her own fault if she gets sick," remarked Vince stiffly. "No one told her to go out."

Sensing a slight softening in his tone, Donna quickly interjected, "Why don't I help her? That painting is a cherished memento for her, so it's understandable for her to be so anxious about it."

In the end, Vince sighed and waved. Donna immediately followed Rita outside.

It was partly the servants' fault that the painting went missing. They only knew that the painting, which had been hanging for over a decade, was suddenly being taken down, but they completely overlooked where it had been put.

'Oh, what a mess this has turned out,' thought Donna.

She could not bear to see Rita distressed. Thus, she ran into the rain without hesitation.

Finally, Rita found her painting in a small building next door, used for storing junk. She saw the usually clean frame carelessly thrown on the ground and completely covered in dust. It was as if she alone cherished the memories of their family's past.

Unable to hold back any longer, Rita lowered her head and burst into tears. "Mom, I miss you so much..."

Rita returned to the mansion in a daze. Only Donna was there to accompany her. Not even her father, Vince, came out to help her look for the painting.

Donna tenderly wiped Rita's soaking wet hair. "Goodness, Miss Rita, you're soaking wet, and you've always been easy to get sick! You'll definitely catch a fever tomorrow."

'Maybe Karen is right. My family of three had become a thing of the past, and only I remained immersed in it, unwilling to face reality. Mom is dead, and Dad has a new family… I shouldn't dwell in the past anymore,' thought Rita.

She clenched her fists and gritted her teeth as she looked toward a particular direction. She would make Karen pay for this.

Rita stormed toward Karen's room.

Donna followed closely behind, trying to stop her. "Rita, you're not a child anymore. You shouldn't act so impulsively! What if your father sees you? He'll blame you again."

"Donna, why does my father treat me like this when I'm his daughter?"