Bella Green listened to their words, her eyes turning red, somewhat at a loss.
"I didn’t think that, I just, just..."
"Just what? Are you just eager for someone to scold me? How could there be such a heartless girl like you, I’m your mother, do you know?"
"Yes, Bella, you..." Samuel Gren also looked at her reproachfully.
He had rushed back from the company in haste, only to find that Bella Green had intentionally orchestrated this act of playing the victim, so how could he not be angry.
"Mom said she specially made my favorite almond crisp. I... I knew I might have an allergic reaction, but..." Bella Green said, her eyes reddening, filled with stubborn persistence, looking at the woman in front of her with a face full of bitterness, longing sadly.
"I wanted to taste the pastry handmade by my mom."
Those words left Samuel Gren suddenly stunned; Bella didn’t know, but how could he not? Almond crisp was Anna Green’s favorite, while what Bella Green loved most was jujube paste crisp.
The girl’s face of sadness hit him like a heavy punch, making his chest ache with dull pain, filling him with shame.
Her thought was so simple, she just longed to taste the pastry her mother made for her, even knowing it would harm her body, she went ahead without hesitation.
Samuel Gren felt both heartache and anger, heartache for Bella Green, anger at Francesca Willis’s blatant favoritism.
Though he had long treated Anna Green like his own daughter, loving her just as much, even after Bella Green returned, that wouldn’t change.
Yet what Francesca Willis did was too much.
Francesca Willis never cooked; the only thing she could make was Anna Green’s favorite almond crisp, for which she had specially learned for a long time to please Anna, making it taste almost like a master chef’s creation.
But what about Bella Green? After returning for so long, she had never even asked this biological daughter what she liked to eat, not even remembering she was allergic to almond crisp, and made a plate to send over...
"Francesca Willis!" Samuel Gren shouted angrily.
The sudden shout startled Francesca Willis, making her body shiver as she looked at him instinctively.
"Bella is our biological daughter, you treat Anna with so much love, why can’t you spare a little for Bella?" Samuel Gren said with heartache.
Although he understood Francesca Willis’s neglect of Bella Green, he figured their emotional bond wasn’t deep since Bella hadn’t grown up with them, but this time, Francesca Willis went too far...
On the side, Anna Green’s face changed dramatically upon hearing this, looking at Samuel Gren with disbelief, as if she hadn’t expected him to say such words.
Was he reminding her? That she was only a foster daughter? No matter how unloved Bella Green was, she was the true heiress of the Green Family?
Anna Green tightly clenched her hands, suppressing the shock and resentment in her heart, a shadow of cruelty flashed quickly across her eyes.
"What are you saying? What’s wrong with Anna? Anna is also my daughter, biological or not, when you say this, how should my Anna feel?"
But Francesca Willis flew into a rage because of Samuel Gren’s words, placing Anna Green protectively behind her, face full of vigilance.
On the hospital bed, the girl watched coldly at everything before her. Although she knew Francesca Willis had no feelings for her, at this moment, seeing her biological mother defend Anna Green so fiercely.
Saying there wasn’t a trace of emotion stirred inside was impossible.
Perhaps, a heart had long been scarred and numb from pain, allowing her to watch coldly such a ridiculous scene.