Florenceâs dilapidated, twisted and embarrassing face was blatantly exposed to all the family members of the Walker family.
Nobody could begin to imagine that such a mellow, kind and obedient girl was actually a disgusting girl.
For that reason, although Florence was in a weakened position, they stopped giving her any ounce of sympathy.
When they recalled all the deception they had received all those years, they couldnât help feeling furious.
Cameron was especially enraged.
He looked like his world was torn to pieces.
It was already devastating enough that her daughter wasnât a kind hearted person, but now he discovered that she had such dirty thoughts in her head. He couldnât believe she had such despicable thoughts swimming in her head...
In his whole life, although Cameron was scheming enough in the business world, he still never defied and went back on his principles as he served as the breadwinner for the family. He never did anything that would harm others, but at this moment he realized he had such an unforgivable daughter all along.
âGet me the rattan!â Cameron roared at his maid.
Rattan!
The rattan was... the law of the family.
It would only be deployed if a grave mistake occurred.
In the long history of their growing up days, only Kingsley had experienced this punishment.
That one time, his skin was almost impaled and he didnât manage to get off his bed for one whole week.
Now, it seemed like it was going to be used on Florence.
Even Florence was shocked when she heard that Cameron was serious about using that method.
She could bring back with sheer clarity how Kingsley was whipped so severely that blood was all over the floor.
She vividly remembered that on that day, she had written in her diary that she almost had the urge to kill Cameron.
However, at that moment, such a severe punishment was going to befallen her, or so it seemed.
No!
Since young, although she had undergone countless surgeries, but every time she had anaesthetic, and she only felt the lingering soreness that came after the surgeries. Every time she felt like she couldnât stand the pain anymore, she would let the doctor administer more anaesthetic. There was no way she was going to survive the pain brought by whipping by her father.
She clambered from the floor anxiously and clutched Carolineâs shirt, âMum, I donât want to get whipped by dad. I donât want that to happen!â
Caroline was frustrated yet angry at the same time.
When she watched her daughter suffer, she naturally felt a deep sorrow and agony since she had raised Florence since she was a toddler. But when she remembered that this daughter of hers had harboured such despicable and filthy thoughts in her head, she also felt the impulse to beat her to death.
âMum, I know my mistake now, and I swear that I wonât harm anybody else from now on. I wonât like brother anymore, so mum, stop dad from beating me, my body canât stand it at all. I will die from the whipping... Mum, you need to rescue me...â Florenceâs tears were gushing.
She was once again her weakened and pitiful self at that moment.
However, Caroline didnât budge and she wasnât fazed by Florenceâs begging anymore.
She simply stood rooted to the ground and stared at her daughter without saying anything.
âMum, do you want to see me die? Mum, you donât want me to die.... All those years, it was not easy to raise me to who I am today, and you are always in pain whenever I was pushed to the surgical theatre every time. You wonât simply watch me get whipped by dad, mum...â
âEnough!â Caroline pushed Florence away.
Florence couldnât believe her eyes as she stared at Caroline with a blank expression. It was hard to believe that her mother who loved her very much would treat her like this too.
âEvery time you were sick, I always blamed it on myself. Every time I saw you enter the surgical room, I would always curse at myself for not bestowing you a healthy body. I even wanted to give my very life to you if it means you can live happily. However, right now I wish for nothing but your suffering, I even want you to get beaten if it means you wonât take advantage of my sympathy and love which lead to you becoming such a sorry of a person.â
Florence was at a total disbelief.
She couldnât believe that her mother who loved her the most would say such words.
Her mother was showing an expression of disgust at her too.
She felt like her consciousness was waning and disappearing.
She shook her head weakly as she felt completely deserted by the world. All of a sudden, she started to scream madly, âArenât all of you at fault for turning me into who I am today? Arenât you at fault for not giving me a healthy body? I was trapped all my life at home since young, and I never could live a normal life. I canât run, canât make friends, canât fall in love, I canât do anything. I need to shoulder the suffering from my weak body, so arenât you at fault for causing such misery onto me? Arenât you all at fault for turning me into such a twisted person? You think that I have no reason to hate all of you? Shouldnât I do just that? Who are you to stay healthy while I canât, and who are you have freedom to do anything while I can only push back my feelings?â
Florenceâs incessant screaming once again stunned everyone present.
Her maddening and sickening demeanour now gave everyone a reason to feel disgust especially thinking back on the love they used to have for her.
âThatâs right, I do indeed love Kingsley. I love him with all my heart!â Florence finally admitted with a strange sense of confidence, âAm I wrong for loving him? No, you are the ones in the wrong! I have never gotten close to anyone in all my life, so there are only a handful of people that I can befriend with. I can only like those that I know. If that person is not my eldest brother, it should be my second brother, if not it should be my third brother. What choice do I have anyway?â
âFlorence!â Cameronâs roar seemed to rock the whole house.
âYou should feel lucky that Kingsley can have my life. After all, the other two, you guys can never hold a candle...â
With a loud slapping sound, Cameron slapped Florence across her face without warning.
Florence immediately fell into a daze.
Since her childhood days, nobody would use rude languages against her, let alone hitting her.
But now, she was really hit.
The slap was so immense she even felt like her hearing was slowly losing.
Huge beads of tears trickled down her cheeks uncontrollably.
She looked very pitiful now, but nobody was going to give her an ounce of sympathy anymore.
âGive me the whip!â Cameronâs face was contorted.
The maid had actually brought the rattan and was standing by, but she lacked the courage to give it to Cameron.
However, left with no choice, she could only give him the thing with shaky hands.
Cameron announced, âThere is no way I donât teach you a lesson today!â
Florence gawked at her father in horror.
She knew what was coming.
She was really getting whipped.
She was really going to receive the single most brutal punishment in the family.
Her whole body began to shiver.
She watched her father approaching her while shivering.
She couldnât help staggering backwards.
Her legs looked as if they were reversing automatically...
With a loud slapping sound, the rattan was going for Florenceâs body without mercy.
âDad!â Gianna threw herself forward and positioned herself in front of Florence.
The whipping ended up connecting with Giannaâs body instead.
Cameron was surprised by this sudden change of events and his hand even trembled slightly.
Kingsley who was nearby slowly clenched his fists.
This reckless woman!
âI am telling you about Florence not for you guys to punish her. I just hope that after learning of her true feelings, we can all help her.â Gianna shouted at everyone.
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