“But since you insist on breaking it, don’t blame us. You made this choice.”
“If you don’t want this ‘family bond,’ then fine. You don’t have to have it anymore.”
His words felt like a dagger stabbing my heart.
I glared at him, my voice trembling as I replied, “What? This fake ‘bond’ is something you think you graciously gave me?”
My mother let out a cold laugh. “Of course. Look at you—poverty written all over your face. Do you think you’re worthy of being my daughter?”
I wiped my tears furiously and gritted my teeth. “You’re right—I’m not worthy of parents like you. You don’t deserve to be called parents at all!”
“I worked tirelessly, day and night, giving you all the money I earned. And this is how you repay me? Do you even have a conscience?”
“You’re not just unfit to be parents; you’re unfit to be human!” I shouted at the top of my lungs.
My mother’s face turned red with rage. She grabbed her handbag and threw it at me, hitting me squarely on the forehead. “I knew it! You grew up in the countryside, and it shows—filthy mouth, no manners! How dare you insult us? You’re out of control!”
The manager cautiously looked at my parents. “Sir, Madam, this girl... is she your daughter?”