Chapter 4: Being humiliated

Because of her anger, Emily couldn't even take a nap, she had to clarify that, so she wouldn't bring up the reputation of seducing her brother-in-law. Then in his eyes she was the unkind type.

She knocked on Emy's door, but it took a long time for her to open the door. When she saw Emily, Emy looked down on her face, she was preparing to go abroad with her sister's drawings, she was sure she would do something great, or at least temporarily leave the marriage that poor person.

"I have something to tell you." Emily hopes it's not what she thinks, no matter what, they're still sisters, no matter how much they don't like it, don't slander the price. A glimmer of hope crept in her confidence in this older sister.

"Talking? Do you and I have anything in common to talk about? As far as I can see, there is nothing, or are you plotting to steal the diamond in this sister's hand." Now she's trying to get that man out of her eyes, what are you talking about diamond, it's so old.

"You know I'm not that kind of person. What I don't understand is where my drawings are lost in my room, and the phone is neatly lying on the table." Emily saw that she couldn't be weak forever, she wasn't stupid before but let them hang on to their necks, but she thought they were relatives after all, sharing the same bloodline as her, so she refrained from letting them do whatever they wanted do, but slander her, she won't stay like a doll.

"Are you here to say that I'm the one who took your drawings and phone?"  Emy pushed the door completely out, angry, glaring questioningly.

"That's what I said myself, but you didn't say it. Or are you feeling startled yourself?"

Immediately Emy made a fuss about it so that Mr and Mrs. Fontana came, she said Emily slandered her, while she still did not understand what happened.

"Did you see that? It doesn't make money and then eats porridge and makes fun of me like that. Before giving birth to a child and then giving birth to it, I don't know what it is. I don't know if the sky is high and the earth is thick. What's good and bad, he can say that. What has he been eating lately? What to wear? It's all from one hand. I still don't know."

Immediately Emily received a complete slap from Mrs. Oort, not stopping there, she grabbed her by the hair and pulled her, not letting her excess hand hit her head.

"The dog says it knows what you're talking about. You're human. The kind of person you live for is just decoration, son. I haven't told you what you've done, but you dare come here to slander me?"

The pain transmitted made Emily cry without tears, the words came out trembling: "I don't have. Mom let go first."

Why do you treat her like that? Whenever her sister said it was right, she didn't even listen to her side. As if everything she said was true and she was completely wrong.

Emily asked for it, but Mrs. Oort still grabbed her hair and tugged, almost her scalp was ripped open. Emily's hand cupped her head to ease the pain a bit. If she had a choice, she'd rather not be born, but she doesn't have that right.

It wasn't until Mrs. Oort released her, she warned Emily: "If you still let me see you do the right thing with Emy, don't do it. The old story is not over, are you looking for a new one? If it's itchy like this. Then why don't you go out and find a man for yourself."

"I don't know why I've eaten at the bean. When are you going to disappear from our sight?" Mr. Fontana was not happy to follow suit.

People who can't get a mother can still get a father, or if they can't get a father, they can still get a mother.  And she does not have that blessing. If they gave birth to one child before the other a few years later, she still had some hope that she was not their child, but fate was always cruel, she was their daughter, their blood was flowing in her body.

"Why do you two treat me like this? It's the same daughter that was born to you, but you both believe her all the time. Shouldn't I be able to live like my sister? If they throw money away in a low way, people will be happy."

As soon as Emily finished, Emy lunged at her violently against the wall, his hand squeezing her neck so tightly that Emily's larynx was almost choking.

"Inferior? And yet every day you eat the lowly money I earn. Without me, I'm fishing for men like you who would have died a long time ago."  How dare you call her lowly?  It's ridiculous, without her, this girl would have gone to the underworld a long time ago.

Although she felt that her bronchi were almost unable to breathe, Emily still managed to say incoherent sounds: "Every day... I do housework. If... if it weren't for me... then everyone would have  moving hands and feet... what's up? It's not that... I don't want to earn money... but because my parents kept me at home."

Since the William family fell and could not afford to hire a maid, the manual work at home fell on Emily's head to do it. Many times she wanted to go out and find something to do, but they wouldn't let her go. Now, take this matter out of her mind and trample her. They are not poor that change, but inherently like that.

Emy wants to strangle the girl in front of her, but she has a big problem that needs Emily. Otherwise it wouldn't be over for her today.

Her hands were loose, Emily leaned against the wall and fell to her knees, panting, and at the same time above her head she could clearly hear Emy speak.

"It's too late for you to rebel now."