Chapter 225: Existing problem
Anna and her mother just couldn’t comprehend what to do as they looked back and forth from the unconscious man to the girl who was laughing her ass out as she got into her car.
"My dau..." Alice had already turned to her daughter and was about to say something, the word daughter barely rolling out of her tounge when Anna held her hand up to her, anger and frustration evident in her face.
"Don’t you dare finish that sentence Alice!"
Alice widened her eyes in shock, what on earth was happening and why was this ungrateful child she birthed calling her by her damn name? Did she perhaps miss something?
"Everything is your fucking fault! Couldn’t you get any other rich man fucking woman??!!! The whole country has to criticize me because Iam your damn daughter! The rest of the family hates me because of you!!"
Anna screamed out scaring her mother but of one looked closely, hurt flashed through the woman’s eyes as she just stood and Stared at her own flesh and blood Blame her for.. Everything?
"I hate you! Because Iam your daughter, I can’t enjoy life like anyone else out here! Because Iam your daughter, all prominent families distance themselves from me you fucking bitch! I HATE YOU! I HATE YOU ALICE!"
Anna shouted once more but this time the three words, ’I hate you’ were the only thing Alice was hearing. Despite the fact that she herself wasn’t the best description of a saint, scratch that, she was far from a saint but hearing her own daughter, the girl she struggled to fight for everything for saying she hates her hurt like a bitch but was it really meant not to hurt?
It was meant to pierce her every nerve, she somehow managed to recover from that little shock before she finally faced her daughter, this time, not masking the emotions on her face. Hurt, pure hurt, frustration, guilt and what was that? Some regret flashing?
"I understand, Iam sorry I am a disappointment to you, if you will excuse me Anna, I love you my dear daughter."
Alice said before she took her suitcase, had one look at her husband, well ex husband now and a final look at her daughter before she dragged her suitcase away, not really knowing where she should go.
Anna looked at her mother who just told her she loves her even after she lashed out on her mother, called her hurtful names and told her she hated and hates her but still, she was able to see the hurt in her mother’s face but she just chose to push it at the back of her head.