“You only need to step on my existence to prove your own nobility once.” Natalie’s voice was glacial as she turned to leave, giving Wendy no chance to speak. When Wendy had hurled those insults, had she forgotten for even a second that Natalie was the daughter she had carried?
Wendy ran after her. “Natalie, please, let me explain…”
“I said, no explanations are needed. You can think what you want. Joanna is your perfect angel. I never tried to compete. In your eyes, everything I do is wrong. The papers severing our ties are signed. I’ve paid you back for the year I lived with you. Is there anything else I owe you? Tell me now, and I’ll settle it all at once.”
Wendy looked at the pain in Natalie’s eyes, her own voice trembling as she tried to speak, but no words came out.
“Oh, right,” Natalie remembered. “As your child, I owe you financial support in your old age. When you turn sixty, feel free to sue me in court. I’ll pay whatever the judge deems appropriate.”
“Natalie, that’s not what I meant…”
Natalie turned and walked away, getting into a luxury car waiting at the curb.
Sebastian came downstairs just in time to run into Joanna.
Joanna watched Natalie’s car speed away, her voice dripping with envy. “Mom, Sebastian, how can Natalie afford such a nice car? Don’t tell me she’s doing something shady now that she has no other options.”
The words jolted Wendy from her grief-stricken state. “Joanna, shut your mouth!” she roared. “Isn’t she in this position because of you? The moment you came back, Sebastian wanted a divorce. She signed the papers and left, and you still have the nerve to slander her?”



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