Failed Mother: Her Daughter Was SpoiledChapter 1 Injured
I was thirsty at midnight. As soon as I opened the door, I found it pitch black outside.
Power outage? I wondered, but still groped my way downstairs.
Just as I reached the stairs, I heard a rustling sound on the first floor. It must be my daughter Angela playing late again.
"Angela? Are you downstairs?"
The person downstairs was panicked. I thought it was not good. The safe was on the first floor. I was afraid that a thief had entered.
I panicked and felt a void under my feet, falling down the stairs one after another.
A sharp pain came from my calf, and every part of my body hurt like hell. I screamed in pain.
"Oh, help, it hurts so much!"
The commotion downstairs stopped, and the next second I heard the sound of the door slamming shut with a "bang".
I felt a bad feeling in my heart.
At this time, Kathy came out of the second-floor room and hurried over when she saw me fall.
"Mom, are you okay? I'll take you to the hospital right away."
I pushed Kathy away, feeling uncomfortable. She had been in my house for more than half a year, and I had never been so close to her before.