Chapter 25: I Hate You
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
Emma ran all the way back to her room and slamd the door. At this mont, her children’s watch rang, and the word “Grandma” appeared on it.
“Hello, Grandma?” Emma’s tone was a little unhappy. Her grandmother asked, “Who provoked our little princess? Why is the little princess unhappy?’ Emma pouted and said, “Mom asked to give the doll to my little sister. I don’t want to give it to her.”
On the other end of the phone, an old woman with her hair in an exquisite updo thought for a mont and asked, “Is it your new little sister?” The news of Alia being abused by her biological father and Old Master Walton and the brothers of the Walton family visiting Bradford City had spread.
“That’s right.” Emma nodded. She looked at the two dolls in her hand and played with them lovingly. She knew what her mother ant, but she liked these two dolls very much and didn’t want to give either of them away. At this mont, her grandmother suddenly said on the phone, “Emma, you have a new sister in your family. You’re no longer the only little princess. Your grandparents and your uncles won’t treat you well.”
Emma was young and imdiately retorted, “Grandma, you’re talking nonsense!”
“How are Grandma’s words nonsense? In the past, you were the only girl in your family, but now there’s one more. Look, your mother is asking you to share the doll with your new sister. They all love that new sister and don’t love you anymore,” Grandma said over the phone. These words made Emma cry from anger. She hung up the phone with a clang and grabbed the doll and smashed it on the ground. She stepped on it wildly. She won’t give it! She just won’t! She would rather break the doll than give it to her new sister!
Outside, Alia mustered her courage and knocked on Emma’s door. She waited for a long ti before her brother and sisters finally ca ho, but her sister went back to her room as soon as she got ho. Alia wanted to give her gift to her sister. It was a picture she drew herself. There was a beautiful rainbow on it, and there were children holding hands and playing under the rainbow.
“Sister?” Alia called out hesitantly.
Emma suddenly opened the door and threw the broken doll at Alia fiercely.
“Go away, you annoying person!”
Alia’s hands froze. She silently retracted the picture in her hand.
Old Master Walton suppressed his anger and stood outside the door to educate her. “Emma, Mia gave you a gift because she wanted to be friends with you. It’s wrong of you to push her.” He looked at the broken doll on the ground and frowned. His second son, Dylan’s youngest daughter, was especially delicate. Every ti they said sothing harsh, she would cry.
As expected, as soon as Old Master Walton finished speaking, Emma imdiately cried. “I don’t want to, I don’t want to!”
Alia mustered up her courage on the side and gave the picture to Emma: “Sister, don’t cry, this is a gift from Mia…”
Emma looked at the picture in Alia’s hand and pushed her away. “I don’t want your stupid thing! Get lost! I hate you!’
Dylan’s wife, Sarah Wilson, heard the commotion and ca down. She quickly said, ‘Emma, don’t lose your temper.” After saying that, she looked at Old Master Walton. “Dad, Emma is still young…”
Old Master Walton reprimanded, “Do you not need to discipline her at such a young age? The younger she is, the more you should educate her! How do you usually teach your children? She’s already so rude and unreasonable at such a young age. What will happen when she grows up? Can you still protect her forever?
Sarah lowered her head. “I understand, Dad.”
Old Master Walton held Alia’s hand and walked away angrily. Seeing that her grandpa ignored her, Emma cried even harder. She ran into her room and smashed everything. Sarah was also upset. She felt that Old Master Walton’s words were too harsh. She would teach her own child, what right did others have to point fingers? Even if Old Master Walton was Emma’s grandfather, he couldn’t do that!
Although Old Master Walton and Old Madam Walton treated Sarah very well, respected her, and wouldn’t interfere in her family matters, Sarah felt that she had done a good job on her end as well. She was filial to Old Master Walton and Old Madam Walton, serving them tea and water. She even spent ti buying gifts for them during the holidays. There shouldn’t be a better daughter-in-law than her, right? She was just a little persistent in the aspect of raising her children. There was a saying that you should train your sons and pamper your daughters. What was wrong with her wanting to give her daughter the best? Emma was the daughter of the Walton family. She could live well even without working in the future, so she didn’t have to worry about how to live in society in the future. It was always others who had to be careful around her.
Sarah walked into the room and coaxed Emma nicely, “Emma, baby, be good. Don’t cry anymore.”
Seeing that soone was coaxing her, Emma cried even harder. “No, I won’t! I won’t!”
Sarah: “Okay, okay, okay…”
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