Chapter 2

In my previous life, she accused me the same way.

She called me selfish and self-centered, threatening that if I dared to divorce, she would never acknowledge me as her mother again.

I didn't argue with her, considering her young age.

Instead, I patiently explained to her.

I said it was because her father had another woman outside, that's why I chose to divorce.

I thought saying this would make her understand.

But what I got in return was her naive yet vicious question, "Is it because you're not good enough, so daddy had to find someone else outside?"

"My classmate Rosie's mom is beautiful and capable, and her dad would never look for anyone else."

"You're not good enough, daddy doesn't want you, and I don't want you either!"

At that moment, I felt as if I had fallen into an icy pit.

A sense of frustration and despair I had never felt before welled up in my heart.

I always thought that even if I wasn't a successful wife, I was at least a successful mother.

Since Annie was born, all my energy and time had been spent on her.

I was afraid she would be cold or hungry, or feel wronged.

I did everything myself.

But after I had given all my heart and soul, all I got in return were eight words.

You're not good enough, I don't want you.

My heart trembled violently, but not for a moment did I think of giving up.

I thought it would be better when she grew up.

When she grew up and became sensible, she would understand my difficulties and my love for her.

So I treated her even better.

Until her wedding day.

She invited Jack and his wife, who was Jack's mistress, on stage.

Calling them "Dad" and "Mom" in every sentence, giving a speech of thanks.

In front of all the guests, she knelt before that woman and said, "You are the person I should thank most in this life."

"I want to thank you for bringing my dad out of that failed marriage, and thank you for your care and concern for me over the years."

"Without you, there wouldn't be who I am today. Please allow me to call you Mom."

After she finished speaking, the woman pulled her up and hugged her.

Jack also walked up.

The family hugged together harmoniously.

I stood below the stage like a joke, my heart feeling as if it had been cut by a knife.

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