Chapter 230

　　Derek's POV 　　"Derek, why do you think I had plastic surgery and ran away?" 　　The scars on her fair skin were horrific. 　　Almost instinctively, I rolled up her sleeve only to see her arm covered with scars. 　　I persistently lifted the sleeve of her other hand, which was also covered in burn marks and twisted scars. It looked really heartbreaking. 　　"What happened to you?" I asked, my voice trembling with shock and concern. 　　Elena suddenly pulled her hand away from mine, and an uneasy expression appeared on her face. 　　"It has nothing to do with you. Like I said, if you don't kill me, I will leave. Whether I live or die in the future has nothing to do with you." 　　Her words revealed a sense of determination and avoidance. 　　I stood still with complex emotions. 　　I wanted to stop her and ask her what she had gone through all these years, but she ran away without even looking back. 　　I didn't even have time to react. 　　My heart was beating rapidly. 　　What had happened behind those scar