Chapter 4

　　Seeing that Shane's eyes were red, the maid deliberately changed the topic and said, "Young Master also called this afternoon and said that he will be back early in the morning and that he really misses you..." 　　The maid smiled as she said it. 　　But Shane wanted to cry... 　　There was a heavy door slamming downstairs. 　　The maid put down the ice bag in her hand and said, "Young lady, put it on your forehead first. I'll go down and check what happened." 　　Shane took the ice pack but put it aside. 　　Soon, she heard Mr. Logan complaining downstairs. 　　The old man said, "You finally came back Lance. You don't know how your future wife has bullied me in the past few days when you are away. Let me tell you that she shook my face at every turn. I am too old to use..." 　　Shane simply closed her eyes when she heard her grandfather-in-law's babbling words and her body shook. 　　The old man continued to speak, "Haven't you realized everything yet? I really can't think about what will happen to our family once you get married? There will be no peace... …" 　　"Grandfather……" 　　Downstairs, she finally heard Lance's voice. 　　Lance said, "Grandpa, even if I marry Shane, I wouldn't live in the old house. What are you so excited about..." 　　Hearing Lance’s words, the old man freaked out and said loudly, "Oh, do you care more about her? Do you think I'm old too and annoying? Then, I will live in a nursing home tomorrow, and I will also let those old men and ladies know how good my grandson really is, and that he doesn’t want me to live in the big house, so I’m forced to live in a nursing home..." 　　Hearing this, Shane couldn't take it anymore. 　　She got up and walked down from the second floor. 　　When she passed the living room, she didn't even look at Lance but walked past him directly. 　　Before Shane reached the door, Lance's hand held out her wrist. 　　Shane was dragged back by him. 　　His eyes were facing each other, Shane would have liked to slap him on the face if it weren't for the old man. 　　Lance stared at her with a wicked smile as if nothing had happened. He then said, "I promised you that I will bring you a gift when I come back from a business trip. Do you want to know what I have brought?" 　　Shane looked at him as her teeth trembled. 　　The old still hasn't given up in convincing him, "Lance, have you seen her attitude towards me? I didn't lie, did I?" 　　Before the old man finishes speaking, Lance said coldly, "Grandpa, no matter how much you try, Shane will still be part of the Logans. This is an iron-clad fact and cannot be changed..." 　　Hearing this, the old man almost turned his back. 　　Shane also tried to pull her wrist out of his palm, but he gripped it too tightly, and she couldn't pull it out. 　　When Lance said these words, his eyes were looking at Shane. 　　No matter how romantic he is in front of others, she can't help but ask if the position of being the first lady really belongs to her. 　　It's a pity that she doesn't want such a position, nor does she bother to own it. 　　Finally, Shane pulled her wrist out of his hand with all her strength, turned and left. 　　... 　　Coming out of the Logans' old house, Shane wrapped her coat tightly and walked aimlessly. 　　In the cold night, her teeth trembled as her tears hung on her cheeks while the wind was blowing cold. Her heart was numb with cramps. 　　The phone in her bag vibrated. Shane lowered her head and took the phone out. After seeing the caller number, she pressed the answer button. 　　Grace's anxious voice came on the other end of the phone, "Shane, are you okay? Why don't you answer my phone calls?" 　　Thinking of the scene at the Logans' house, she said in a sad tone, "I'm okay Grace. I'm fine..." 　　Hearing Shane's lonely tone, Grace as silent for a while and asked, "Is that bastard Lance treating you bad again?!" 　　Shane smiled and said, "It's a long story. Grace, I want to live with you for a few days. Is it okay with you?" 　　Grace on the other line had already guessed that she would not leave without a reason and said angrily: "I knew it was him! Come on, anyway, I'm alone. No problem." 　　"Thank you, Grace..." 　　After hanging up the phone, Shane saw a familiar champagne golden Spyker sports car slowly parked on the side of the road. 　　She turned around and wanted to go, but the window on the driver's seat opened revealing Lance's handsome, harmless face. 　　"Get in the car!", Lance said. 　　Shane paused but didn't turn around to look at him, and asked in a deep voice, "Where are we going?!" 　　"I will take you to meet a friend of mine.", Lance said flatly. 　　"I don't want to go...", Shane said stubbornly. 　　"Shane, don't be stubborn. Will you get in the car or not?!" Lance was impatient. 　　"..." 　　Shane was a little angry, but as soon as she turned around, Lance's car had already galloped away leaving her alone... 　　Shane was desperate. The winter in Jacksonville was very cold. Standing in the cold wind, her eyes were red once again. It was not until the mobile phone in her bag rang again that she endured the strong nasal sound and switched on the mobile phone. 　　"Shane? This is mom..." 　　She heard a nice female voice on the phone with a touch of calmness in her grace. It was her biological mother, Rose.