rned to Sylvia Fernan, her demeanor shifted entirely, transforming her into the picture of

y not sleep a little longer?" B

who was standing nearby, before responding,

ot hear your sister say she's hungry? What are yo

e living room clearly showed it was already 6:30 A

ay?" Sylvia asked, as if it were t

ied, her tone dripping with disdain. It was a testament to her r

glistening with tears, clearly hurt by Elinor'

d a great injustice. In her past life, Elinor Fernan would have easily fallen for this act,

person is just being d

swallow your education?" Bridget Foster shouted shar

i

rgue back, a thought struck her. "If you keep ruining my mood, I won'

ged dramatically. She quickly interjected, "Elinor, don't be impulsi

. I'm really not in a good mood right now. If I can't focus and mess u

worried about you. You're her daughter; she wouldn't really yell at you." A

about Elinor and that you're

she didn't take the college entrance exam, with Sylvia's pathe

e memories of that betrayal flooded back, and the anger she felt was hard to suppress. She had worked so hard for so many

y she would let Sylvia take e

forced a smile and said, "Oh, come on, which mother doesn't scold her child a little? You're

ad been in her past life would fall for such a performance. Acting? Please, anyone could do be

ach her eyes. "Of course not! I was just joking. Your studies are the pri

eat soup dumplings filled with pork and

soup dumplings at home?" Bridget Foster's sh

ry. It's not a big deal; I can always do fewer questions o

er, "Mom, Elinor wants those dumplings. There are pla

the clock on the wall. "It's only seven o'clock. I still have

went back into her room, c

drive me crazy," Bridget huf

ed her, "Mom, don't let her get to you. You know the college en

et her be arrogant

en the mother and daughter, struggling to suppress the anger that

to her school uniform and walked out

ing room and kitchen, along with Elinor's room. The second floor housed three rooms for

wasn't until just before her death that she discovered Joshua was merely a junior technician

raised their daughter. In addition to the house, her biological parents had a

ays thought the Su family was living comfortably because of Joshua's hard work, never consider

at belonged to her. Not only did they show no gratitude, but the

ore than to rush at them and take them down with her, but reason told her that she couldn't act on those impul

nger. Remembering Elinor's behavior earlier that day, Bridget felt her own temper flare. "You've go

lways wanting something, always needing something. Ju