The Stepmother Is Not ViciousChapter 1
I woke up with a vague consciousness and the noise in my ears.
I put on a pajama, opened the door, and looked downstairs to the living room.
A three-year-old boy was crying, kneeling next to him was a little girl, and an old lady was scolding her fiercely.
"You were supposed to comfort your younger brother, but you made him cry! Are you doing it on purpose?"
The girl's voice was soft and tender.
"He asked me to lie down and be his horse. After crawling a few laps, I was exhausted and wanted to take a break, and then he started crying."
The old lady kept cursing.
"How dare you talk back to me! Let me teach you a good lesson!"
The little girl shook her head and begged for mercy while crying.
"Stop it, Kayla. Please don't touch my knees. It hurts!"
It was so heartbreaking that I couldn't bear it anymore.
She was only five years old and was so thin. After kneeling for such a long time, her knees were swollen.
How painful it must be!
I hurried downstairs to stop it, running and shouting.
"Stop!"
Just as I finished speaking, the voice of the system appeared in my ears.
"Host, don't forget that you are bound to the evil stepmother system. Straying from your character will result in punishment!"
Well, I forgot about the system.
I put away the concern on my face and put on an impatient expression.
"Why are you crying so early in the morning? What a bad fortune!"
The old lady Kayla Sanford stopped when she heard me, ordering the little girl.
"Get down and let your younger brother ride on you like a horse. If he hasn't had enough fun, you're not allowed to get up!"
The knees of the little girl called Anabel Herman were swollen badly, and she cried silently, as if afraid to make a sound in case I got angry. Tears rolled down her cheeks.
She knelt on the ground, supporting her body with her hands, pretending to be a horse.
The old lady comforted her grandson Jasper Herman hurriedly beside her.
"Jasper, don't cry. Look, there's the horse for you to ride."
Jasper didn't even shed a tear and immediately smiled.
His chubby body sat on the thin girl.
"Giddy up! Giddy up! Horse, run!"
Anabel was too thin and her waist was under great pressure.
Kayla was still threatening.
"Be steady. If you dare to throw Jasper, I won't let you off!"
I was trying to think of a way to save Anabel anxiously.