Chapter 144
Meredreth's point of view( Julie's mother)
I couldn't stand to hear any more. Did we sell that brat to see hell, only for her to become the lady of the manor? I felt a bitterness worse than any liquor. I said in a final tone: "I'm going to my room now... I don't want you disturbing me."
He stood up and walked toward me, trying to calm me down: "Meredith, calm down... I'll come with you..."
I cut him off with a scream that shook the hallway: "I said I don't want to be disturbed!"
I rushed to the kitchen, grabbed a bottle of wine and a glass, entered my room, and locked the door. I threw myself onto the cold floor and poured the first glass. I never imagined I'd fail to make that slut suffer.
I hated her because she was the daughter of that snake who stole my life.
I leaned my head against the wall and closed my eyes, only for memories of Violet to assault me. She was always our father's favorite since we were young.
