"It was because you refused Emily’s cry for help that she ended up ..."
"That night, it was true that I didn’t think it through, but ultimately, wasn’t it some people’s vanity that pushed their own daughter into the wolves’ den? Otherwise, why did she have to run through the rain to find Edward Stephens at my downtown villa when you were clearly at home? Wasn’t it because her own mother was untrustworthy that she had to travel all that way and brave the rain to seek help from someone else? Auntie Perry, if you can’t face it yourself, that’s one thing, but shifting the blame onto others doesn’t mean you can pretend nothing happened and feel at ease, does it?"
The hall was silent, and no one made a sound.
Abigail Perry seemed frozen, her gaze fixed. It took her a long while before she slowly shook her head and whispered one word, "No..."
She suddenly charged forward and lunged at Daisy Ginger. Daisy was caught off guard and was nearly hit, but Edward Stephens reached out and pulled Daisy behind him. Abigail failed to grab Daisy but managed to snatch the teddy bear from Daisy’s arms.
"..." Daisy stood behind Edward, staring at the teddy bear in Abigail’s hand, her face changing slightly.
Abigail’s face turned pale. She looked at Edward, who was protecting Daisy, and then at Daisy behind him. Grinding her teeth, she said, "You are all in this together! You are all in this together! Emily didn’t have to go crazy, but it was you," she pointed at Daisy’s nose and cursed, "it was you who drove her to jump into the river and commit suicide, killing the two children in her womb! It was you! You hate me, don’t you, Daisy? You hate me so much that you want to compete with Emily for everything... Wrong has a cause, debt has a master! If you hate me, come at me, why harm Emily? She was so innocent, what did she do wrong?"
Daisy’s face looked very unpleasant, unwilling to argue with Abigail any further, she stretched out her hand coldly and said, "Give me back my stuff!"
Abigail clutched the plush toy and looked down at it, then sneered at Daisy, "Now you know how to feel pain? You ruined the most precious thing to me, what does this little thing count for?"
As if it wasn’t enough, she violently picked up the bear and, right in front of Daisy, tore it forcefully along the patched seam, going crazy, ripping the bear into two halves! She probably wasn’t really aiming at the teddy bear, but seeing how much Daisy treasured it, she just wanted to destroy it in front of her, to make her suffer.
Edward Stephens raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the torn teddy bear without much reaction, but Daisy from behind him rushed forward again. This time, she directly grabbed Abigail by the neck, kicked her to the ground, pinned her down, and slapped her face four or five times viciously!
"Slap, slap, slap, slap!"
The crisp sound of the slaps made everyone who heard it feel their face hurt.
Daisy didn’t like to get physical with people; she found it degrading and ugly. Even when Abigail fought her, she didn’t hit back at first.
Though she loathed this woman, she still sympathized with the pressure of being a widowed mother with a mad daughter, but in her view, it was all self-inflicted.
Abigail was completely stunned by the beating, and when she came to, her throat felt choked.
Daisy clutched her neck, her striking face expressionless, only her eyes, cold and devoid of warmth. Even when she held her neck, there was no particular emotional reaction, but this cold indifference was especially terrifying. Check latest chapters at 𝓷𝓸𝓿𝓮𝓵•𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮•𝓷𝓮𝓽