Chapter 136
Love from My Dominant Boss
My heart skipped a beat when I saw my mother weeping. It was safe to assume that Steven must have been gravely injured.
As I dragged my way over to the ward, I saw Steven lying on the bed. He was completely drenched in blood with a plaster cast applied to both his legs.
There was no way I could stand seeing him in such a state no matter how much I was irked by his actions. After all, at the end of the day, he was my only sibling.
I strode toward his bedside, staring at him, and noticing that he was bruised all over, especially his face. Although my parents hadnât sustained any serious injury, they werenât exactly fine.
What the heck is wrong with that brutal bunch? They didnât pull their punches at all! How dare they beat Steven up to a pulp? Arenât they afraid of being arrested?
âM-Momâ¦â
Overwhelmed by emotions, I was unable to finish my sentence.
Torrents of grief streamed down my cheeks. I approached my mother and looked at her with my face scrunched up in guilt.
Although it was Stevenâs fault for getting himself involved, I felt bad as I wasnât of much help. If only I was capable enough to turn the tables around, Steven wouldnât have ended up heavily injured.
When she heard me, she stopped weeping and glared at me in the eyes. A few seconds later, she stood up and marched over in my direction.
âMom, Iâm so sorryââ
I wanted to express my utmost apology, yet I wasnât even given a chance to finish my sentence. She slapped me in the face without holding back the moment she reached my side.
âGet the hell out of my sight at once!â
She yelled at me with a pair of teary eyes and bellowed at me to leave the ward immediately.
Seconds after I returned to my senses, I looked at her with my eyes widened in disbelief. I had a hard time fathoming the rationale behind the brutal slap.
Staring at my motherâs scrunched-up face, my eyes started brimming with tears. The emotions I had been holding back almost came flooding out, but I knew I couldnât afford to be vulnerable.
Irked, Natalie had to resist the urge to confront my mom. She tried her best to maintain her composure and asked, âHey, how could you slap Anna?â
Sniffling, I expressed my apology once again, âMom, Iâm so sorryââ
âGet out of my sight immediately! Youâre not my daughter!â
She couldnât be bothered by my apology at all. Instead, she dragged me out of the ward with all her might, indicating she deemed me liable for Stevenâs injuries.
âMom, how can you say that? Iâll always be your daughter! How can you chase me away when you need someone by your side?â
Although I wasnât of much help, I wasnât the one at fault! I canât believe sheâs chasing me away! Has she never thought of my feelings?
âWhere are you when we need you the most? Since you canât be of much help, stop considering yourself a member of the family! Iâll just consider it a waste of my time and effort raising you over the past two decades!â
It was evident that she held a grudge against me for not being able to resolve the issue on the familyâs behalf. In another word, she held me accountable for everything that had occurred.
Is she implying that Iâm the one at fault for the familyâs current situation? Does she think Iâm having a great time when theyâre having it tough?
In an attempt to defend myself, I looked at her in the eyes and repeated, âMom, havenât I made it clear? I donât have the required sum! Over the years, I have given you everything! I donât even have a single cent left!â
It wasnât fair to hold me accountable for the things that had occurred.
âDonât try to deceive me! You have been working for years! Iâm sure youâre able to make more than a few hundred thousand within a year! Youâre just selfish and unwilling to help your brother!â
There was nothing I could say that would convince her otherwise since she had already decided that I was the one responsible for the misery that had befallen Steven.
My heart went cold when I caught her staring at me with contempt. I wondered if she would react the same if I was the one heavily injured instead of Steven.
All these years, I was the breadwinner of the family, yet an accident was all it took to nullify my contribution over the years.
Thatâs so unfair! Steven is their child! But so am I! Are they taking things out on me just because Iâm a female?
Natalie couldnât stand my motherâs arrogant behavior anymore. She tried her best to suppress her wrath and enunciated her reply, âAre you telling me youâre not aware that Anna has transferred more than half of her monthly wages home? What do you expect from her when sheâs just an executive-level employee? She has been trying her best to cover Stevenâs debt over the past two years! What makes you think she must bear the consequences of his actions?â
Natalieâs statements took my mother by surprise as she interrupted our conversation. However, seconds after my mother returned to her senses, she began taking her frustration out on Natalie.
âWho the heck are you? What makes you think youâre in a position to interfere when Iâm trying to teach my daughter a lesson? Why are you even here in the first place?â
In spite of being relatively straightforward, Natalie had never once mispresented the facts. Nonetheless, that wouldnât work with someone like my mother.
âIâm just telling the truth! To be honest, I canât stand it anymore! Iâm supposed to show you some respect since youâre Annaâs mom, but I donât think you deserve it at all! Donât you know sheâs going to feel bad as well? How can you blame her when sheâs not the one at fault?â
Natalie went on and on without paying heed to my motherâs fury.
âNatalie, thatâs enough! Iâm sure Mom is just frustrated because of the things that have occurred over the past few days!â
My mother had always been an unreasonable person. As such, I was afraid that Natalie would get herself involved in another fight, so I tried to stop her.
âAnna, theyâre holding you accountable because you have always tolerated their nonsensical demand! Iâm well aware of the things you have gone through over the past two years! Itâs fine even if they donât appreciate your effort, but I canât believe theyâre blaming you when youâre not even involved in this! They donât deserve to call themselves your parents!â
Natalie was never afraid of blurting out the things she had in mind. Therefore, she didnât bother to rephrase her sentence even when she was conversing with an elder like my mother.
Never would I bring up something of that sort in front of my mother, however, for I knew she would reprimand me for being unfilial and ungrateful if I did.
âAnna, is this your friend? Has she no manner at all?â
Unable to defend herself, my mother glared at me in the eyes and started picking on me instead of Natalie.