Love and Betrayal(4)

5

As I was walking toward Flora Cafe, I got delayed by something. By the time I arrived, the café was in chaos.

My mother had Wendy's left cheek in her grasp while slapping her right cheek, screaming, "You've embarrassed me! What kind of impression do you want your father to have of me for raising such a child?"

I watched this scene quietly.

My mother had hit me in the same way before. Back then, it was because she believed that I had delayed her remarriage, and now she blamed Wendy for the crisis in her marriage.

I had been protecting Wendy ever since I got to know her, and I did not want her to suffer in any way because I still had hope.

I still hoped that my mother would show some motherly instinct and protect her daughter, even if that daughter was not me. It was better than my mother being a cold monster.

`But she still let me down.

She cared more about men and her marriage than her own children. All her children were used as pawns just to keep men around, and once the chi