"So what if she went to the hospital? How serious could it be if she just had a stomachache? She knew I was busy, yet she still kept calling me. She's not well-behaved at all!
"Besides, why did she only know to order takeout instead of making something to eat by herself? She always likes to eat junk food. Now that she suffered from a stomachache, she only has herself to blame!" Rena shouted at the top of her lungs.
"Keep your voice down!" I turned to look at Yasmine's room, afraid that she might hear Rena's harsh words.
Constant overtime work kept me away from my family. I didn't even know until now that this was how Rena treated Yasmine!
When Rena saw me turning my head, she paused as if she understood something. She lowered her voice, but she didn't stop talking. "When I was her age, I could already do my laundry, cook, and wash dishes. She's spoiled!"
I rubbed my temples and took a deep breath.
Rena's family was poor and favored their son over her, so she suffered a lot.
In my eyes, however, she was very tenacious. She overcame many difficulties and studied hard, but she was inevitably influenced by her family.