Chapter 2 Am I Really Your Child?
"You will never understand how happy I was when I found out I had biological parents. I am no longer the homeless child or the illegitimate child in other people's eyes."
"At that time, I told myself that my parents didn't abandon me. They just accidentally lost me and they loved me. Look, they came to take me home."
Her voice remained calm, but if one listened carefully, one could hear a slight tremble.
"Unfortunately, I was ridiculously wrong."
"All your love is given to Linda, and I am just a pitiful and despicable person who covets what Linda has."
"Watching the three of you being affectionate with each other, I feel like an outsider who can never fit in."
"I just wanted a little love and a little warmth of family, just a little. Why are you so stingy? Is it just because Linda would be upset and unhappy?"
"Clearly, I am your biological daughter, the child you carried for ten months, Mother. Why are you so cruel to me?"
"Mother, am I really your child?"
Tears quietly streamed down her face.
"Why did you give me hope but then make me feel hopeless? Why do you torture me like this? Why?"
Her voice got louder and louder. Her high-pitched and sharp questioning made everyone in the room silent.
The emcee's eyes were red as he looked at the thin woman in front of him with pity.
Looking at her haggard face and emaciated figure, the emcee sympathized with her so much.
Her despair-filled eyes made the emcee feel an intense disgust toward the Smith family.
"I would rather be a homeless child without parents than be the daughter of the Smith family." Roslin's voice was very soft, but everyone present could hear it clearly.
Her voice was like feathers gently brushing against everyone's hearts, leaving behind despair and sadness.
She once yearned so much for the love of her parents, but after eight years of being repeatedly rejected and treated coldly, that yearning and small wish were worn away, leaving only pain and sadness.
"Roslin, please stop it, okay? I beg you. Last time, you made Grandpa so angry that he died. Do you want to anger Mom and Dad to death this time?" Linda's voice was gentle. Her tone was a bit worried and mad.
"I know you hate me because I don't let you be with Xander. But Xander loves me. We grew up together, and we're childhood sweethearts. I can give you anything, but love can't be shared." Linda said painfully.
Roslin sneered. Linda was still so good at acting. No wonder she was an actress. She was accustomed to using this trick to divert people's attention, making everyone think that Roslin was causing a scene to fight for a man, and that man was her elder brother-in-law.
Linda wanted people to regard Roslin as a shameless and mean woman.
Before Roslin could speak, Xander looked at her with disgust. "Roslin, let me tell you. Even if I marry a pig or a dog, I will not marry a woman like you who has no sense of shame and has a vicious heart."
As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a scream.
"Ah!"
Xander's legs clamped together. His face twisted in pain, and his face turned pale.
No one expected Roslin to strike directly, kicking him in his private part.
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