Disappointment overwhelmed me and I couldn’t hold back my retort, “I’m your daughter, not a piece of pork in a butcher shop for people to pick and choose! If you’re so eager to sell your daughter’s body, why not just open a brothel?”
“Every penny I earn is from my own hard work. What’s so wrong with that? If you despised me so much, why bother having me in the first place?”
For a moment, panic flashed across both my parents’ faces.
Just as they were about to lash out again, Kathy interrupted, smugly flaunting herself.
"Don't mind her. Once I have a baby and marry into the Miles Family, she'll be the one begging me for help, kneeling at my feet."
At her words, my parents completely forgot about me. They rushed to Kathy, eager to hear about her “progress.”
Kathy blushed, feigning shyness as she spoke. “You wouldn’t believe it. Chester isn’t nearly as cold and distant as the rumors say. He kept me up all night and I’m still sore everywhere!”
“It’s just that when I woke up, he was already gone. All he left behind was a bank card in the room.”
“But with how many times we did it, I’m sure I’ll get pregnant. When that happens, the position of Mrs. Miles is as good as mine!”