I was discharged from the hospital due to the harassment, but due to lack of rest, I developed a chronic illness and looked several years older than my peers.
When I recalled this, a dull pain in my lower abdomen brought me back to reality.
Seeing Cecilia busying around, I got furious.
In the past, she complained about her back and leg pain, and even had to wait for me to wash dishes.
The day after I was discharged from the hospital, she forced me to cook and wash clothes, and even supervised me while eating, for fear that I would be lazy.
Now Cecilia served Cynthia like a servant.
Cecilia brought fruits to Cynthia, then turned around and scolded me impatiently, "You are a city person, but have no manners at all. Cynthia is a guest. What's wrong with her sleeping in the master bedroom?
"You're so uneducated."
I'd heard this so many times.
In my previous life, Jaxon's family knew that I was concerned about reputation and soft-hearted, so they always used these words to deal with my complaints.
"Something happened at the company. I have to go out."
Not wanting to see this family causing trouble for me, I dug out my bank card from the mess on the floor and put my important documents in my bag.