Chapter 73: The Untaught Wild Seed
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Kamila Zahir hid behind her mother, gaining enough courage to retort, “That’s right, you little brat! What a waste of food! Your doll is so ugly, why would I want it?”
“Baby, let’s not get angry, does it still hurt?”
Nancy Emmett tenderly touched Kamila Zahir’s head, checking her for injuries.
“Mama, I’m not hurting anymore, can you throw her out, please?”
Kamila pointed at Jasmine Yale with a haughty look on her face.
Nancy Emmett looked at Jasmine Yale, scornfully glaring at her.
“So young and yet you are hurting people. How can you have the nerve to stay in this house? Let me tell you, even your own father doesn’t want to recognize you! You and your mother are just the same!”
“Don’t talk about my mother!”
Jasmine Yale lunged forward, biting Nancy Emmett’s hand with all her might!
No one is allowed to talk about her mother, her mother who is already so pitiful.
Her mother is so gentle, so beautiful, no one can speak ill of her!
“You little brat!” Nancy Emmett yelped in pain, forcibly pulling away from Jasmine Yale, “Are you asking for a beating?”
This time, Jasmine Yale did not let her hit her again, she dodged quickly.
She stared hard at Nancy Emmett, her gaze cold and detached.
Kamila Zahir hid fearfully behind Nancy Emmett.
Nancy Emmett, an adult, would not be afraid of a child, so she continued to berate Jasmine.
“Jasmine Yale, a wild brat like you who has no one to teach you right from wrong will just end up a barmaid when you grow up. Stop wasting your father’s food, why don’t you just end it and go join your deadbeat mother!”
Nancy Emmett’s words became more venomous with each sentence.
Jasmine Yale clenched her fists tightly.
“Don’t stare at me like that, starting tomorrow, you will eat whatever the dog eats.”
Nancy Emmett crossed her arms proudly, looking contemptuously at Jasmine Yale.
Was she actually scared of this little brat?
“Kamila Zahir is the real bastard, you’re just a home wrecker!” Jasmine Yale gritted her teeth.
“Oh, you dare to talk back? Have I been too kind to you?” Nancy Emmett glared at her, eyebrows raised in fury.
“Mama, kick her out, I don’t want to see her.”
Kamila Zahir placed her hands on her hips, huffing coldly.
“Baby, since you don’t want to see her, Mama will oblige, let’s kick her out.”
Nancy Emmett reached out and grabbed Jasmine Yale’s arm, she was not afraid at all.
Jasmine Yale’s own father didn’t want this daughter, what was there to be afraid of?
Just let her die on the streets!
“Don’t touch me!” Jasmine Yale resisted, digging her feet into the ground, not wanting to be pulled away.
If her mama were here, she would definitely not let anyone bully her , definitely not.
But, there was no if.
She couldn’t cry, she mustn’t cry.
“Mama, her coat is ours, take it off.”
Kamila Zahir kept her distance, happy to watch the drama unfold.
If she wanted the doll, she would have the doll, how dare Jasmine Yale hit her!
Nancy Emmett listened to her daughter and proceeded to take off Jasmine Yale’s coat.
It was still early spring then, the weather still quite cold.
When her coat was taken off, Jasmine Yale immediately began to shiver.
“Dare to hit my daughter? I’ll send you to reunion with your mother right now! I’ve long abhorred you, allowing you to stay was merely saving face. If you want to act without regard to dignity, then don’t blame me for being ruthless. I’ve already done my duty by you!”
Nancy Emmett was shouting abuse even as she was dragging Jasmine Yale out of the house.
Kamila Zahir was clapping her hands in delight at the back.
Only she could be the daughter in this house, what did Jasmine Yale count for!
Nancy Emmett dragged her out of the house and had someone drive her far away.
Just like that, she was driven out of her home.
At that time, she was shivering in the cold, wandering aimlessly on the streets alone.
She didn’t know how far she had walked, didn’t know how long she had been walking, she was bewildered and helpless.
When she fainted, everything went dark, and there was not a single person by her side..