Chapter 73: The Untaught Wild Seed
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Kamila Zahir hid behind her mother, gaining enough courage to retort, “That’s right, you little brat! What a waste of food! Your doll is so ugly, why would I want it?”
“Baby, let’s not get angry, does it still hurt?”
Nancy Emtt tenderly touched Kamila Zahir’s head, checking her for injuries.
“Mama, I’m not hurting anymore, can you throw her out, please?”
Kamila pointed at Jasmine Yale with a haughty look on her face.
Nancy Emtt looked at Jasmine Yale, scornfully glaring at her.
“So young and yet you are hurting people. How can you have the nerve to stay in this house? Let tell you, even your own father doesn’t want to recognize you! You and your mother are just the sa!”
“Don’t talk about my mother!”
Jasmine Yale lunged forward, biting Nancy Emtt’s hand with all her might!
No one is allowed to talk about her mother, her mother who is already so pitiful.
Her mother is so gentle, so beautiful, no one can speak ill of her!
“You little brat!” Nancy Emtt yelped in pain, forcibly pulling away from Jasmine Yale, “Are you asking for a beating?”
This ti, Jasmine Yale did not let her hit her again, she dodged quickly.
She stared hard at Nancy Emtt, her gaze cold and detached.
Kamila Zahir hid fearfully behind Nancy Emtt.
Nancy Emtt, an adult, would not be afraid of a child, so she continued to berate Jasmine.
“Jasmine Yale, a wild brat like you who has no one to teach you right from wrong will just end up a barmaid when you grow up. Stop wasting your father’s food, why don’t you just end it and go join your deadbeat mother!”
Nancy Emtt’s words beca more venomous with each sentence.
Jasmine Yale clenched her fists tightly.
“Don’t stare at like that, starting tomorrow, you will eat whatever the dog eats.”
Nancy Emtt crossed her arms proudly, looking contemptuously at Jasmine Yale.
Was she actually scared of this little brat?
“Kamila Zahir is the real bastard, you’re just a ho wrecker!” Jasmine Yale gritted her teeth.
“Oh, you dare to talk back? Have I been too kind to you?” Nancy Emtt glared at her, eyebrows raised in fury.
“Mama, kick her out, I don’t want to see her.”
Kamila Zahir placed her hands on her hips, huffing coldly.
“Baby, since you don’t want to see her, Mama will oblige, let’s kick her out.”
Nancy Emtt reached out and grabbed Jasmine Yale’s arm, she was not afraid at all.
Jasmine Yale’s own father didn’t want this daughter, what was there to be afraid of?
Just let her die on the streets!
“Don’t touch !” Jasmine Yale resisted, digging her feet into the ground, not wanting to be pulled away.
If her mama were here, she would definitely not let anyone bully her like this, definitely not.
But, there was no if.
She couldn’t cry, she mustn’t cry.
“Mama, her coat is ours, take it off.”
Kamila Zahir kept her distance, happy to watch the drama unfold.
If she wanted the doll, she would have the doll, how dare Jasmine Yale hit her!
“Alright!”
Nancy Emtt listened to her daughter and proceeded to take off Jasmine Yale’s coat.
It was still early spring then, the weather still quite cold.
When her coat was taken off, Jasmine Yale imdiately began to shiver.
“Dare to hit my daughter? I’ll send you to reunion with your mother right now! I’ve long abhorred you, allowing you to stay was rely saving face. If you want to act without regard to dignity, then don’t bla for being ruthless. I’ve already done my duty by you!”
Nancy Emtt was shouting abuse even as she was dragging Jasmine Yale out of the house.
Kamila Zahir was clapping her hands in delight at the back.
Only she could be the daughter in this house, what did Jasmine Yale count for!
Nancy Emtt dragged her out of the house and had soone drive her far away.
Just like that, she was driven out of her ho.
At that ti, she was shivering in the cold, wandering aimlessly on the streets alone.
She didn’t know how far she had walked, didn’t know how long she had been walking, she was bewildered and helpless.
When she fainted, everything went dark, and there was not a single person by her side..
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