Or the way she handed me food, claiming she didn’t like it, though I knew she was just giving up her share.
But now—
None of that mattered anymore.
My mom loved Emily more. Without question.
She couldn’t balance her love between us.
Naturally, I had to accept that my love for her would be shallow in return.
The company had already heard about the drama. Mr. Johnson messaged me.
I replied, then boarded my flight without a backward glance.
I knew I would never return.
At 2:40 p.m., the reality show began its pre-broadcast.
Mom and Emily had dressed up but refused to wear the coats I’d bought them.
Mom kept calling me, furious yet forcing herself to keep her composure.
At 3:00 sharp, the show went live.
In my new company’s hotel room, I watched the big screen.
Viewership had already surpassed one hundred million.
Because of the hype, Emily caught the attention of several film and TV producers, who were negotiating with her.
Meanwhile, Mom was telling the audience about the hardships of raising me.
“I don’t know how I ended up with such a selfish child.”
“My health is poor, I can’t work, and she’s so stingy she won’t even pay her sister’s tuition.”