“Where are you driving at such an hour?” He raged at me as if he was thinking I was going to settle down things with him.
I slammed the car’s door and threw my pointed heels at him. The maniac deserved it. How could he? After all my love, how could he?
It had been a week since the incident and I was driving like hell to the Southwest of Germany for a reason. So, why was I driving there? I should tell then……but before that, my petty introduction is necessary for detailed understanding.

Shilli Pepper, the birth certificate says, amorous and sweet, but people call me a dagger queen just because one night they found me holding a knife and a carved pumpkin. They did not know I was preparing for a Halloween look.
By my name, yes, I am a Chinese version but suitably Chinese Leftover suited me appropriately. I was left out by my family at a very young age and was delivered to my aunt in Germany for better care and education than they assumed so. My parents were not poor but they were into some servicing sector and thought my nourishment was getting deteriorated.
Selfish parents! ...