I often comforted her, saying, "Mom loves you the most in the world. She loves you better than me! It's just that she is busy with work."
But the truth was Lily didn't bother to go home.
In fact, it couldn't be more evident as for whether Lily loved us or not.
I was lying to myself.
Then Nancy had a high fever and asked me weakly when her mother would take her home.
I came to my senses and cried bitterly.
Thinking that it was not interesting enough, Kellan picked up a cherry from the fruit tray and sent it to Lily's mouth affectionately.
Looking shy, Lily opened her mouth slightly. When she was about to eat, she saw me. She was stunned at first before hitting the ceiling.
"What do you mean by saying nothing? Are you a ghost?"
"Moreover, why do you look so indifferent? Do you have the right to put on airs?"
She was always like this. Whenever she felt guilty, she would blame me for all kinds of things.
"Then what should I look like? Should I wish you happiness with a smile?"
I retorted emotionless.
Over the past month in Icowell, I suffered greatly. During the day, I worked on mining and slept outdoor at night.
I would be whipped for disobedience.
Even Nancy had to be in the mine with me. Otherwise, she would die.
We two were offered only one bowl of rice a day.
There was no way to ask for help. They confiscated my cell phone by force. I tried to steal it several times, only to be found and beaten up.
Last time, Nancy was seriously ill. I hacked them as if I were crazy with a knife and finally grabbed the cell phone, but Lily didn't answer the phone.
She was busy having fun with Kellan.
That night, I was beaten again and locked up in a small room. Sensing that Nancy's breathing getting weaker and weaker, I cried in despair.
That night, I couldn't be more helpless.
"Why are you acting like a spoiled child again? Kellan is sick, so I took him home to take care of him..."
Lily spoke in the same old-fashioned way.
I didn't want to hear her out, so I interrupted her and said, "Enough! Let's get a divorce."
"What?"
Lily suddenly stood up and said with a frown, "Kendall Powell, are you done? How dare you threaten me with divorce?"
Kellan scolded me, saying, "It's not a big deal. Why are you being so inflexible?"
Smiling more and more happily, he looked at me like I was a clown.
I wanted to punch his face hard.