Should her happiness not even be too obvious?
What kind of logic is this!
If she got lost, it’s her own issue; it’s not like I lost her.
Do I have to be responsible for her mood?
Who takes responsibility for my mood!
And Bob Ginger, he’s had so much of my care and attention since he was little, yet in just a few days, he’s speaking on behalf of that bitch Mia Ginger!
It’s despicable, absolutely despicable!
Zuri Ginger’s heart trembled with hate, jealousy and anger burned within her, as if her whole being was being roasted on a bonfire, her gaze fixed tightly on Bob Ginger, yet she could only see a clear and pure scene within.
She used to like such a look, but now she utterly loathed it.
Only she was in pain, stuck in a mire of suffering.
"Ha, haha." Zuri Ginger suddenly laughed, tears of sorrow rolling down, "Why do you say that? Bob Ginger, you weren’t before, why have you changed? Is it my fault? The novel is being published, adapted for television, is it my fault? Is my happiness wrong? Because I’m happy, others can simply throw cold water over me? Everything is fine, isn’t it? Just because Mia had a bad past, do I have to yield to her, smile even when she criticizes me? Why are you ? Bob Ginger, you weren’t before."
"That’s not what I meant." Bob Ginger was deeply troubled, running his hand through his hair in frustration.
"Not what you meant? Then what do you mean?" Zuri Ginger took a heavy breath, choking, "Or do you think I’m dirty? You look down on me, getting close to my sister again, is that it? I was so drunk, just tossed aside at the hotel, yet you accompany Mia to the Jackson Family?"
"What were you doing?" Zuri Ginger suddenly stood up, "Were you afraid she would suffer injustice? Bob Ginger, answer me!"
"It’s not what you think." Bob Ginger was being suffocated by her questioning, "It’s not, it’s not what you think. I was afraid she’d be wronged, you... didn’t you come back safe and sound? It was very safe in the hotel, nothing to worry about."
"The hotel is very safe, but the Jackson Family is full of wolves and tigers, right? You had to follow and protect her!"
"The Jackson Family..."
Bob Ginger was stunned for a moment, feeling a bit powerless, sitting by the bed, saying nothing.
But weren’t there indeed wolves and tigers?
He still remembers the eyes of Lydia Williams and Marianne Jackson, as well as the fiery gaze of Bryan Jackson. Each of them looked at Mia Ginger as if they wanted to tear her apart with their eyes.
Grandpa Jackson was kind, but he was already so old, how many more years could he be in charge?
Koa Jackson was so indifferent.
Mia Ginger had already lost him, and would no longer have such a strong backing as the Jackson Family.
She was different from Zuri Ginger.
Zuri Ginger had so many friends, her novel was being published, adapted for television, she had a bright future and prospects.
Her parents still treated her well.
Yet she never seemed to know satisfaction, ever since Mia came home, she had been striving, first for the Jackson Family, then Koa Jackson, now for the love and attention of their parents, and Bob Ginger’s partiality. From beginning to end, she had been calculating, striving to suppress Mia Ginger.
But what about Mia Ginger?
But she kept losing continuously.
Fiancé, foster mother, all those past friends, everything moving away from her.
Not without their reasons.
If they hadn’t always rejected her, if they hadn’t always troubled her, if from the start they had embraced and liked her, accompanying and supporting her, how could she have suffered such grievances at the Jackson Family, how could her foster mother have taken her own life in despair?