Reclaiming What Was Meant to Be Mine

Chapter 2 Am I Really Your Child?

Chapter 2 Am I Really Your Child?

"You will never understand how happy I was when I found out I had biological parents. I am no longer the homeless child or the illegitimate child in other people's eyes."

"At that time, I told myself that my parents didn't abandon me. They just accidentally lost me and they loved me. Look, they came to take me home."

Her voice remained calm, but if one listened carefully, one could hear a slight tremble.

"Unfortunately, I was ridiculously wrong."

"All your love is given to Linda, and I am just a pitiful and despicable person who covets what Linda has."

"Watching the three of you being affectionate with each other, I feel like an outsider who can never fit in."

"I just wanted a little love and a little warmth of family, just a little. Why are you so stingy? Is it just because Linda would be upset and unhappy?"

"Clearly, I am your biological daughter, the child you carried for ten months, Mother. Why are you so cruel to me?"

"Mother, am I really your child?"

Tears quietly streamed down her face.

"Why did you give me hope but then make me feel hopeless? Why do you torture me like this? Why?"

Her voice got louder and louder. Her high-pitched and sharp questioning made everyone in the room silent.

The emcee's eyes were red as he looked at the thin woman in front of him with pity.

Looking at her haggard face and emaciated figure, the emcee sympathized with her so much.

Her despair-filled eyes made the emcee feel an intense disgust toward the Smith family.

"I would rather be a homeless child without parents than be the daughter of the Smith family." Roslin's voice was very soft, but everyone present could hear it clearly.

Her voice was like feathers gently brushing against everyone's hearts, leaving behind despair and sadness.

She once yearned so much for the love of her parents, but after eight years of being repeatedly rejected and treated coldly, that yearning and small wish were worn away, leaving only pain and sadness.

"Roslin, please stop it, okay? I beg you. Last time, you made Grandpa so angry that he died. Do you want to anger Mom and Dad to death this time?" Linda's voice was gentle. Her tone was a bit worried and mad.

"I know you hate me because I don't let you be with Xander. But Xander loves me. We grew up together, and we're childhood sweethearts. I can give you anything, but love can't be shared." Linda said painfully.

Roslin sneered. Linda was still so good at acting. No wonder she was an actress. She was accustomed to using this trick to divert people's attention, making everyone think that Roslin was causing a scene to fight for a man, and that man was her elder brother-in-law.

Linda wanted people to regard Roslin as a shameless and mean woman.

Before Roslin could speak, Xander looked at her with disgust. "Roslin, let me tell you. Even if I marry a pig or a dog, I will not marry a woman like you who has no sense of shame and has a vicious heart."

As soon as he finished speaking, he let out a scream.

"Ah!"

Xander's legs clamped together. His face twisted in pain, and his face turned pale.

No one expected Roslin to strike directly, kicking him in his private part.

Roslin walked over and grabbed Xander's collar. She was thin, but no one knew how she got so much strength. She lifted him and threw him in front of everyone, slamming him heavily on the main table.

In an instant, the glasses and dishes were shattered.

It all happened too fast in a few seconds, leaving people no time to react.

When people realized what had happened, Xander had already fainted from the pain.

His parents were sweating profusely with worry.

His mother, Helen Davis, saw how crazy Roslin was, so she didn't dare to do anything to Roslin. She could only glare at Roslin fiercely. But when she turned to face Lucinda, she couldn't hold back her anger anymore and cursed madly, "Look at your daughter! If anything bad happens to my son, I will make the Smith family pay the price."

Lucinda panicked and quickly apologized with a smile. "Helen, calm down. I..."

"Call me Mrs. Davis. The Davis family can't be connected to the Smith family by marriage."

John was furious and charged onto the stage, raising his hand to slap Roslin's face. But before he could slap her, his hand was firmly grabbed by her small hands.

John saw that she dared to resist and lifted his foot to kick her. He moved fast, but Roslin's reaction was even faster.

Bang...

John was knocked away and crashed heavily into the edge of the stage. It was so painful that he was unable to get up for a while.

Lucinda was dumbfounded and couldn't believe it. Roslin always looked pitiful, spoke softly, and never dared to go against their words, but she laid a hand on John!

"Roslin, how dare you hurt your father! You've gone too far!" Lucinda scolded. NôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Roslin smiled indifferently. "When I no longer care about family ties, what right do you have to order me around? When I am no longer a member of the Smith family, who do you think you are?"

"Roslin!" Lucinda shouted angrily, her eyes blazing with the flames of fury as she stared at Roslin. She felt like she had never known Roslin.

"I already said that I am no longer a member of the Smith family. I am not Roslin Smith. I am Roslin Cook. I am an orphan with no parents and a homeless child that no one wants."

When she no longer hoped for family love, she removed her previous gentle and obedient facade, revealing her brave real self. Even with a scary scar on her face, she looked stunning and attractive.

At that moment, she became the fearless and outstanding girl once again.

She was no longer the humble girl who begged for a little love and warmth from her parents like a beggar.

Linda looked at Roslin who had totally changed, her heart trembling.

The first time Linda met Roslin, Roslin was just so eye-catching and charming that one could not ignore Roslin's existence.

Roslin was clearly like a rat living in a stinky gutter. How could Roslin be more eye-catching than her? So Linda spent a lot of effort slowly drawing in Roslin's horns and making her timid, unable to compare herself with Linda.

But now, Roslin became confident again.

Despite her shock, Linda was not worried at all because Roslin was on her deathbed.

Roslin's body had decayed, and the eight years of slow poison was enough to take away Roslin's vitality and kill her quietly.

The biological daughter of the Smith family would no longer be alive in this world.

There was only one daughter in the Smith family, and that person had to be Linda.