Revenge for My Dead DaughterChapter 1
Before the Christmas Eve, my nanny brought her family to my house without telling me.
However, I found that she treated my daughter differently from her grandson.
The nanny's grandson was playing with firecrackers at my house, which caused a fire and burned my daughter to death.
I was reborn and returned to the day her family arrived...
"Mrs. Jones, I was so busy these days that I forgot to tell you. Please let us in."
The nanny blocked the door with her daughter and grandson.
"How could you forget that since you have a suitcase with you?"
I picked up my daughter and stared at the doorbell.
Ms. Dale's daughter, Bonnie Yates, was only in her early twenties and dressed simply.
The boy in her arms was dark, thin, and withered. His eyes were dull, and he didn't even wipe off the snot on his face.
"Mrs. Jones, Mr. Jones has agreed. My daughter and grandson will stay here for two or three days and will leave soon!"
"Mrs. Jones, my daughter has just divorced. It's too lonely for her to celebrate Christmas alone with her son. Could you please let her stay for a few days?"
"Mom, why don't we go back?"
Bonnie Yates stamped her feet and felt embarrassed.