"Auntie, why do you hate me so much?" Nina covered her lips as soon as she realized the question that flew out of her mouth. Her eyes shook while gazing at Jessa.
"What do you mean?" Unbothered by the question, Jessa simply arched a brow.
Nina cleared her throat and observed her auntie first before clarifying. "If you hate me so much, why do you want me here?" Did Penny ask her?
"Who said I hate you?"
"What?"
"You’re a brat and everyone’s annoying at your age, but I don’t hate you."
Nina’s brows knitted in confusion. "But even from the start, you kept calling me that "wench" child, and that I’m a bad fruit from a bad tree."
"I did because it’s true."
"??" Nina tilted her head a little to the side, mystified by her auntie’s answer. One thing, Jessa was saying she didn’t hate her but then she also admitted to saying all those harsh things.
Giving up, she changed her line of questioning. "Then, why did you slap me in front of many people?"
"Do you prefer to be slapped without anyone looking?" Jessa’s already raised brows elevated even more.
"No," Nina’s voice was meek. "I don’t want to be slapped at all."
"Then be nice, you brat." Jessa snapped her tongue and looked away. "If I hate you, you’d know I hate you. But I don’t. The person I hate is that wench — the one who gave birth to you. That bitch... she makes me angry even after death. What a talent."
Nina played with her fingers, now curious about her birth mother. "What is she like? My mother?"
"Hah. Don’t ask. She’s a thousand times worse than you."
Nina frowned at the blatant insult. "What did she do to you for you to be so angry at her?"
"Hah!" Jessa sneered as a sharp glint flickered across her eyes. "That bitch... took everything away from me."
What did that mean?
Was she like Penny too?
Jessa glanced at her niece and scoffed. "No, she’s not like Penny and you."
"Huh? How did you know -- " Nina blurted out and quickly bit her tongue.
"I can read you. Did I say I can see through you before?"
Nina pressed her lips and slid her eyes to the corner. "Penny took away everything from me."
"She took nothing from you, you narrow-minded kid."
"I’m not narrow-minded! Auntie, why do you always say harsh stuff?"
Even Jessa’s touch somewhat felt warm, Nina thought.
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