Regrets

"Stella, someone is looking for you outside, saying it's your father." The classmate finished passing the message and left. Renea looked at Stella and saw that her face had turned ugly. Reaching out, she gently patted her shoulder. Stella barely managed to squeeze out a smile and said, "I'm fine." "I'll go out for a while." Saying that Stella got up and left. The always cheeky Stella's face was so gloomy at this moment that it could drip blood. A scene from her childhood flashed through her mind. It was all about her father badmouthing her mother, and punching and kicking her. She hated her father, but it didn't change the fact that he was her biological father. "Stella!" Stella had just come out when Charlie York greeted her with a smile. "What are you doing here?" Stella asked coldly. Charlie said attentively, "Stella, Dad hasn't seen you for so many years, and always thinks about you. Don't you miss Dad?" "No!" Stella answered dryly and certainly. Charlie's complexion dimmed. He let