Later, her little princess grew up.

She is becoming more and more beautiful, smarter, and more arrogant. But so what? Her abuse is a princess, and arrogance is also a kind of capital.

Whenever she and her husband take their daughter out for a banquet, they will always gain countless envious eyes, excellent achievements, beautiful appearance, outstanding demeanor and talent - their daughter is her and her husband's pride.

Until that day...

On the way to ballet class, a drunken vehicle rushed by, and her proud daughter never stood up again.

Life afterwards is like a haze.

Every day, every day, my husband is constantly blaming her daughter, her daughter's capricious temper, the company she founded is also stormy, and the employees have successively resigned, thinking that she is no longer able to do it, the company can no longer support it, and there is no way out to stay here to work...

She was so overwhelmed.

The company carries her lifelong dreams, and her daughter is her closest relative. No matter which one, she cannot let go. She hopes that someone can help her. Her husband’s care, daughter’s understanding, and employees’ support, she needs these!

But, no.

There is nothing.

When she returned home exhausted, she still had to face it... how much money her daughter had smashed, her husband asked her why she didn't go home early, and the nanny complained again that she couldn't do the job anymore.

Before the new nanny came, she had to stay at home, contact the agency to find the new nanny, call the doctor to make an appointment, check company emails, calm employees' emotions, and prepare three meals a day to endure the drastic changes in her daughter's temperament and her husband's pickiness.

She is not a superman mother or a perfect wife. When quarrels become commonplace, venting anger, complaining, and blaming each other is the daily routine between them and their husbands.

Maybe my husband couldn't stand it anymore. He had a meeting, went home late, and went on a business trip. In short, he stayed away from this home for various reasons.

Divorce becomes a matter of course.

Sometimes, she would hear people talking about herself, saying how hard and difficult it is for a single mother to raise a disabled daughter, and that some people would praise her for being strong.

She didn't want to hear these praises at all, because she just wanted to be an easy mother. No one would like to work hard and no one would like to sacrifice...

She changed to nanny after nanny and family doctor after family doctor, each time for a different reason. This time, her daughter said that the doctor's surname was Harassment.

Her daughter has driven away six doctors because of her disgust of taking medication and physical examinations.

She is really tired...

I was tired of dealing with these things and just wanted to solve them as soon as possible, using money to block the doctor's many complaints, and then asked a friend to introduce a suitable family doctor.

But she didn't expect that she fired the family doctor, but the doctor's wife came to her and made a big fuss in the company! She scolded her for seducing the family doctor!

She has never sent that text message!

It is also impossible to seduce other people’s husbands!

She did nothing, but she wanted to be humiliated in public! She also had to bear the reputation of a mistress!

The only person who could get her cell phone was her daughter.

She really doesn't understand! They are mother and daughter, not enemies, why do their daughter treat herself like this? Is the life she struggled to maintain is a joke in her daughter's eyes?

What has been earned by all the efforts?!

"There are so many people who have been self-improvement after being disabled! Blind, deaf, and half of the body has been completely removed! Don't they all live well?! Why can't you do it? Why can't you do it?! Why to torture me!!!"

My daughter's eyes were red and she shouted at her with great hatred: "Get out! Get out of here! I never want to see you again!"

Raising a smart and healthy child is a happy thing.

But it is so difficult to pull out the child who is deeply trapped in the quagmire...

Just like, if you plant a rose in this bitter and cold place, you may not be able to gain even if you put all your efforts into it.

She stood lonely on the ice, looking at the vicious buds with grinning teeth, "Will it bloom this time..."
Chapter completed!