Reclaiming What Was Meant to Be Mine

Chapter 23 Living in Grievance for More Than A Decade

Chapter 23 Living in Grievance for More Than A Decade

"What has ever Linda done that harms you, making you curse her like this?"

What has Linda done?

Is it true that she really didn't know, or just pretended not to know?

Linda enjoyed the family love, warmth, and happiness that should belong to her.

But she endured all the pains of coldness, starvation, trampling, and so on for Linda.

Even if the truth came to light, Linda was still the most beautiful young lady of the Smith family, while she was just the second young lady of the Smith family who had no manners, no understanding of etiquette, and was not welcomed.

In the previous life, when everyone was praising Linda, who would have thought that she was actually the real eldest lady of the Smith family?

Every day Linda was in the Smith family, everyone would subconsciously compare her with Linda.

They compared someone who was educated by noble elites with someone who did not have enough food and clothing every day and relied on begging and charity from good-hearted people since childhood in etiquette, talent, and everything else.

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Although she lived in a slum, she was still a human being, a flesh-and-blood person with self- respect and temper. But they trampled on the last trace of her dignity like that.

They never cared whether she would be sad or embarrassed.

They never thought about why she couldn't compare to Linda.

They only saw how good Linda was, but none of them had seen what kind of life she lived for more than ten years.

What did she have to compare with her? And how was it her place to compete?

Whenever she did not do as well as Linda, Lucinda would show a disappointed expression to her, as if saying, "You are a real Smith, but you are not as good as Linda."

"My dear mother, do you know that when Linda was playing the expensive piano in a warm house, I was washing dishes for others in the bitterly cold snow? Even though my hands got swollen and breached because of the coldness and my face got pale because of the pain, I still dare not be lazy or stop working because I want to live. I just want to live."

"Do you know that when Linda was happily eating delicacies, I was so hungry that I could only rummage in the trash can for food, competing with wild dogs for food?"

"Do you know that when all of you were fussing over Linda's one little sneeze, I was lying in the snow with a high fever, and no one cared about me?"

"If it wasn't for my fate, I would have turned into a pile of dust by now."

In every day of her previous life, she just wanted to live, and her biggest daily wish was to have enough food and warm clothes, nothing more.

Being like this, what place was she in to compare with Linda, who has been carefully nurtured and loved?

For more than ten years, she had endured the pain and suffering that should belong to Linda.

Should she hate it?

Should she complain?

Should she be angry?

Now her biological mother was actually pointing at her nose and scolding her for having no conscience. Did she really have to be grateful to the person who has occupied her life?

Thank her for allowing herself to taste all the pain, all the suffering?

Sorry, she couldn't do it.

Looking at the furious Lucinda in front of her, there was a hint of mockery on the corner of her lips.

This was her biological mother, who placed her neither in her eyes nor heart.

She didn't ask for being treated nicely, and she just wanted her to be fair, even a little bit. She couldn't even make such a small wish come true.

Since she didn't treat herself as her daughter, it was better to treat her as a stranger with the same blood.

"Whatever I said that makes you think is me cursing her to die, then just take it as my curse. As long as you are happy, that's fine," Roslin said indifferently.