The Story Behind the Room without Air Conditioning

As a group of adults looked at me questioningly, I pinched my thigh hard and cried louder than my brother.

"It's all my fault. Mom always told me that if Beth wanted to hit me, I should just stand still. If I had known, I would not have moved. Under such circumstances, my brother would not have kicked the table leg."

After I finished speaking, the adults looked at each other, and my mother became even more embarrassed.

I couldn't explain it clearly, but I still tried hard to do it.

"Zoe, you... What are you talking about? I've loved you since you were a child. Also, I always reminded your brother of taking care of you."

She added, "Your brother is still a child. He definitely didn't mean it."

I kept crying, and the woman called Dolcie who had been talking to me just now patted me on the back.

"Honey, don't cry. Your mother definitely doesn't mean that," she said so with a teasing smile.

I remembered that Dolcie and my mother had always been sworn enemies. They always competed with each other.

Especially, Dolcie's first child was a boy, but my mother gave birth to a daughter. Besides, she missed the opportunity to be promoted, while Dolcie got promoted.

Over the years, my mother and Dolcie had been competing with each other. But unluckily, she didn't have a boy all the time.

After my mother was finally delivered of a boy, she glowed with pride. Hence, she often showed off in front of Dolcie.

"Yes, yes, that's what I mean. Everyone always loves their own child, right?"

Unexpectedly, Dolcie then continued to say, "However, the girl is only 4 years old. How can she lie?"

"Dolcie, what you said is wrong."

My mother had a stern face, but she forced a smile while turning to look at me.

"Zoe, you know how I treat you."

Thinking of the piano that I had given up halfway in my prior life, I smirked and complained.

"But you didn't let me continue taking piano classes. You didn't buy me a piano."

She was so mean to me that I couldn't get a piano. It seemed like she would buy a cheap electronic organ for me. With that in mind, I decided to make her spend a lot of money.

I was just a kid anyway, so it wouldn't arouse suspicion.

"I just want the one I saw last time at the mall."

As Dolcie still stood there and saw the scene, my mother gritted her teeth and said, "Okay. I'll buy you whatever you want."

"Mom, you're so good to me."

Dolcie also echoed, "Carrie, you really love your child."

Under the urging of Dolcie, my mother had no choice but to pay for my interest classes and buy me a piano.

The painful expression on her face while paying the bill made me laugh.

Meanwhile, I had to pay the price for this. She ignored me at home and deliberately didn't give me food. So, I often felt dizzy and was weakened by hunger.

"Zoe, you're a naughty girl, so you'll be punished."

She wore a cruel smile, and I just gritted my teeth without saying a word.

My brother was even more shameless at this time. He showed off the snacks in his hand and made faces at me.

"I won't give you any."

As for my dad, he was indifferent about us, just concentrating on his work.

As a cold fish, he didn't care about other family members, as if he had no blood relationship with us. His indifference was also the push for my mother to become more cruel. My final outcome was closely related to him.

Feeling a deep hatred, I swore to get back at them.

I don’t know if it was to humiliate me, but after the meal, my mother threw the leftovers on the table to me with disgust.

"Now, eat it."

I turned my head away, remained silent, and protested it. It annoyed her even more, and she raised her hand and slapped me.

My face ached, and my head tilted to one side. My body even swayed and fell to the ground.

Tasting blood made me frown uncomfortably.

My mother then laughed and warned, "I always have a way to make you obedient."