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Chapter 821: Chapter 815: Craving Affection 1

No.

There was only anger.

She looked at the hole in her pants, grabbed the feather duster, walked up to her in a few strides, roughly took off her pants, and beat her mercilessly without reason.

"You’re ten years old, still so naughty, pants torn, what nonsense is this? Watch me beat you to death."

The injury on her knee felt like it was connected to a heart, hurting even more.

She cried and explained, begged her mom not to hit her, and told her it was because she was bullied by an upperclassman.

But her mom got angrier: "You’re still arguing?! It must be you were misbehaving at school, showing off, that’s why you got hit, pants torn, need a new pair, you’re a burden, see if I don’t beat you to death!"

No tenderness, only blame and beating, let alone consolation, for her, that was a delusion.

There were servants in the house.

Mom never considered it one bit.

She was ten, no longer the baby urinating everywhere, already a girl with a sense of shame.

Yet, in broad daylight, took off her pants, and kept hitting her.

Back then, she thought, it really was her fault, cautiously attending school.

Seeing the upperclassman who bullied her, she would take a detour.

Seeing a glance from others, she would introspect, even inexplicably apologized to those students who bullied her, living ever more humbly.

Maybe, this is how to be a good child, mom would care for her then.

Not long after, the same thing happened to her sister.

She came home crying, with a few scratches on her clothes from the ground, but was not really hurt.

Sister said, an upperclass student pushed her a few times.

Back then, she thought of the previous humiliation and pain from being beaten, scared she threw herself in front of her sister, stretched her short arms: "Mom, don’t hit sister, she knows she’s wrong."

But her mom kicked her aside: "What do you know? Those little bastards dare bully my daughter, this isn’t over."

After that, mom picked up her sister, repeatedly asking if it hurt, watching her sister cry, her own eyes welled up with tears.

After the incident, mom went to the school, found the teacher, and because of mom’s threats and inducement, the upperclass student who bullied her sister dropped out.

The same thing but dealt with differently.

Only ten years old, she understood, mom never thought it was her fault, only that she and her sister weighed differently in mom’s heart.

She learned to be silent.

After that, when she was bullied at school, she never dared to go to mom again.

Because what mom gave her, was not just physical harm, but a direct pain to the soul.

Even so, she still wanted to receive mom’s attention and care.

So, she desperately studied, worked hard to bring home one award after another, just wanting to hear mom praise her: "My daughter is really outstanding."

She had a high IQ, recognized as a prodigy, skipping grades in both middle and high school.

At just fourteen, she received the admission letter from a prestigious college, hopped home to show mom.

What she received was not mom’s praise, but a hard slap.

Mom grabbed her ear, viciously scolding: "How can you be so selfish? She is your sister, just a few years older, only in senior year, don’t you know?"

She cried aggrievedly, got another slap: "Do you want everyone to say your sister is useless and you are smart? Don’t even think about going to college."