Chapter 6 A Stranger in the Family
Behind the girl was a refined middle-aged man with a cold and serious expression on his face.
Roslin's gaze was fixed on Linda. Her fingers gradually clenched and her nails deeply dug into her flesh, but she didn't feel the pain because her overwhelming hatred had already covered it.
Linda happily walked up to her. Linda looked like a princess, while Roslin wore old, washed-out clothes from head to toe. They were like the swan and the ugly duckling in a fairy tale, making Roslin feel ashamed of herself.
Linda looked at Roslin. Roslin's fair skin seemed to glow, and her facial features were delicate. She still looked so pretty even in tattered clothes.
Roslin was the most beautiful girl Linda had ever seen, which made Linda feel a bit uncomfortable.
Linda smiled and approached Roslin, held Roslin's arm, and happily said, "Can I call you Rosy?"
"Call me Roslin."
Linda looked disappointed, but quickly showed a sweet smile and said, "Roslin, let me introduce you. This is our Dad, and this is Mom. We'll be living together from now on."
Roslin looked at the familiar but cold-blooded middle-aged couple in front of her. Since Linda came down, Lucinda had never stopped smiling.
As for her father, he was still so cold and serious that even when he saw his long-lost daughter, there was no smile on his face.
This was what happened when she saw her biological parents for the first time. In their eyes, she seemed like a stranger who was related to them by blood, not their long-lost daughter.
On the other hand, Linda, who had no blood relationship with them, seemed more like a family member.
The eighteen years of absence were not just about a good life and education, but more about family love.
At this moment, Roslin realized her awkward position in this family very clearly.
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