When Sophie was twenty-two years old: [My Sophie has graduated from university and has a bright future! I give her a reward of two thousand seven hundred dollars.]
I had already found an internship in my senior year. My mother said that I could earn money and no longer need for her to give me living expenses.
Later, Sophie got married to Arthur.
My mother still posted on her social media.
When Sophie twenty-five years old: [She got married to the man she loved. They're really a perfect match.]
But when I got married to Jasper, she used the excuse of feeling unwell to not attend the event.
Since we were born to the world, it seemed as if Sophie was her daughter and I was nothing.
The more I thought about it, the harder I felt and I could not help but shed tears again.
There was no movement in the kitchen and they finally realized that no one was cooking.
Rosie rushed into the bedroom to find me and saw me still coaxing my daughter.
"Renata, hurry up and cook! What time is it? Do you want Sophie and the others to be hungry?"
I let out a 'shh' sound and finally managed to coax Eleanor to sleep. I did not want to wake her up.
"What's the point of 'shh'? She's just sleeping. You can't even talk?"
My mother's voice deliberately raised an octave.
Eleanor was startled awake by the sudden tone and started crying again.
I just could not hold my temper anymore.
"Mom, this is your house. I'm busy, so just go and cook."
Rosie's eyes widened. She raised her hand and hit my arm.
"You are really rebellious. You dare to order your mother to do something."
"Everyone knows that you're good at cooking, so they're counting on you to do it."
"Put Eleanor down and go cook for us right now!"
I kept coaxing my daughter, but she kept crying. My mother wanted to hold her, but she refused to let go of my neck.
Of course, she did not even care and love about Eleanor. She would only put her granddaughter on the floor and would not care if her granddaughter bumped into anything.
There was no choice, Jasper came in.
"Wifey, give me the baby and go cook. Sophie just said she was hungry."
Rosie was anxious and heartbroken to hear this.
"Too bad! She's thin and weak and she won't be able to bear the hunger any longer."
"Let's get some pastry first to fill herself. Ouch, I'll go get them quickly."
I entrusted Eleanor to Jasper. Even if she refused, I could do nothing.
As soon as I entered the kitchen, I smelled the cooking fumes. I felt very uncomfortable and retched.
The fetus in my belly was less than three months old. During the last prenatal check-up, the doctor told me that my fetal position was unstable and suggested me to rest more. But in reality, I could not even rest.
When my mother saw me covering my mouth and not moving, she got so angry that she hit me on the head.
"What did you do? You did it on purpose, didn't you?"
"You haven't come back home for a couple times in a year and you feel wronged to be asked to do housework for us!"
I covered my mouth, feeling uncomfortable and had to explain in a low voice.
"I'm pregnant. I feel like vomiting."
Rosie's eyes widened.
"What's wrong with being pregnant? Didn't I also do housework when I was pregnant with you?"
I could not help but refute her.
"So you want me to suffer for what you've suffered, right?"
"You won't allow me to live a good life unless you marry a rich man."
"When you were pregnant, Grandma didn't help you, so you want me to suffer as well and endure the same hardships you endured, so you'll be content, right?"
Rosie was so angry that she swung her arm and slapped me several times and I fell to the ground.
"You are really rebellious! How dare you teach me a lesson!"
"I'll beat you to death, you unfilial daughter!"
Jasper and Sophie quickly ran over and pulled her away.
"Auntie, if Renata refuses, forget it. How about I help cooking?"
