Maisie woke up early in the morning. When she learned that her mother came back, she jumped up excitedly.
“I'm going to take the picture I just drew and show it to Mommy!”
Yeah children forget quickly. Maisie had already forgiven her mother for what happened at kindergarten yesterday.
Maisie joyfully ran downstairs.
But there, she saw Asher and Rielle in, while her mother was gently helping Rielle peel oranges.
“Mom, who are they?”
Seeing that Maisie was still at home, Fiona frowned. “Why are you still at home? Where's your dad?”
Maisie was taken aback, still carefully holding up the family portrait she had been drawing for a week.
“Mom, look! I drew our family portrait. I always want to show Mommy when Mommy come home.”
The painting was just about to be handed over when a small hand nonchalantly snatched it away.
“What a crap painting!”
Rielle stomped her foot and tore it in half.
She arrogantly crossed her arms and fiercely pushed my daughter.
“Maisie, this is my mom! Don’t you remember that your classmates say you're a child without mom? Who allowed you to call my mom as yours?!”