Chapter 4

From that point on, Xena’s life became a non-stop cycle of taking care of me around the clock. It was a “wonderful” mix of sleepless nights and constant chaos.

Whenever she tried to sleep, I would start crying. After an hour of her exhausting attempts to soothe me, just when she thought I had settled down, I would wake up screaming again.

When she tried to feed me, I would spit up right in her face.

Any chance I got, I would yank her hair or grab at her face.

I pushed her to the brink. She had hoped to sweet-talk Felix into getting her credit cards back so she could go shopping. But eventually, she was so fed up that she handed me over to the nanny.

The moment the nanny held me, I started crying so loudly it could break everyone’s heart in the whole mansion.

Her mother-in-law, my grandma, stormed in, glaring at her. “Xena! What kind of mother are you? You don’t even want to take care of your own child? If you can’t handle it, then get out of my house!

“Seriously, what kind of us