Chapter 357 Being Beaten
I was a bit busy, my mind preoccupied with the things I needed to bring, so I could only casually say, “I don’t know.”
Perhaps seeing my impatience, my mother came in and said from behind me, “Don’t know? Who are you going with? Why didn’t you mention it earlier?”
I was too anxious, holding a pile of things to take away. When I turned around, I unexpectedly bumped into her. I was already injured, and without asking, I sat down again after the collision.
At that moment, I was in so much pain that I was on the verge of tears. Seeing me in such a flustered state, my mother took the things from my hands and frowned, saying, “What on earth is wrong with you? You didn’t even mention that you were going out, you’re all over the place, not behaving like a girl at all.”
I sat on the ground, my buttocks aching terribly, the pain even extending to my waist. My mother, carrying things in her arms, walked towards my suitcase, muttering under her breath.
Somehow, a surge of anger and grievance welled up in my heart. I struggled to stand up, suppressing the pain. With a blank expression, I packed my things into the suitcase. Without a word, I pulled the suitcase away and said coldly, “Mom, I’m leaving first.”
My mother didn’t notice my displeasure. Seeing that I hadn’t packed much, she continued, “You’re only taking a few clothes. What will you wear when you get there? What if you get cold? If you come back sick, I won’t have time to take care of you…”
“You don’t need to take care of me.” I suddenly stopped and said
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Mother froze, her face stiffened, and she frowned, “Tabatha, what are you saying?”
I didn’t want to argue with my mother. For many years, apart from the rebellious period of my childhood, I seldom had any arguments with her afterwards. So, even though I was upset, I still didn’t want to argue.
Taking a quiet breath, I said, “Go ahead and take care of your own business, I can take care of myself.”
She furrowed her brows, also noticing my displeasure, and asked with a frown, “What’s wrong with you?”
“It’s okay!”
With a nod, I dragged my suitcase to leave.
Downstairs, Walter’s car had already arrived, parked outside the door. My mother saw him, her eyebrows slightly furrowed. She grabbed me and said, “Tabatha, you’re not thinking of moving back to the Hinton family’s old house, are you? Didn’t you already declare your divorce? Why are you going back with him in such an unclear manner? Tabatha, your mother doesn’t interfere with your feelings, but after all, you are a woman. How can you follow him back without any principles or bottom line?”
I pursed my l*ps, in a bad mood, and said, “I’m not going to the Hinton family, I have something to do and need to go out for a few days.”
“Perhaps she didn’t believe me, my mother frowned, “You’ve been out with him for a few days?”
I nodded.
She pursed her l*ps, saying, “I don’t believe it, I disagree.”
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I frowned, “Mom, what are you doing?”
She said, “You just left without a word for a few days, and you went with him, Tabatha. Have you ever thought about it? If this gets out, what will people say? Now he carries the name of a murderer, with the police and reporters watching him all the time. If you get close to him, it will affect the reputation of the Conner Group. You just stabilized the Conner Group, what if…”
I suddenly pursed my l*ps, my face cooling down, and looked at my mother, “Mom, who told you these things?”
She probably didn’t expect me to ask like this, her brows furrowed as she said, “What do you mean who told me? I said it myself, it’s all true, I’m doing this for your own good.”
“Is it Marjorie?” I began, my face had completely cooled down, especially seeing my mother’s momentarily evasive eyes, I became increasingly upset.
My mother never used to speak in such a snobbish, belittling manner, and she hardly ever followed any trending news. There were only a few people she regularly interacted with. Alexander wouldn’t say such things, at least I trust his character. So, it must have been Marjorie. I admit, I did view her with prejudice.
Seeing me angry, my mother said, “Marjorie was also doing it for your own good…”
“Mom!” I interrupted her, suppressing the anger in my heart, “Who is your daughter after all, her or me? If you really think she’s better, then consider her your daughter from now on. I’ll move out, which will probably suit you just fine. You’ll have a gentle and understanding daughter to keep you company.”
“Slap!” The slap from mother was truly unexpected.
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I only felt my face numb with pain, realizing it was her who hit me. I looked at her, full of disbelief.
Her eyes were red with suppressed anger and heartache. “Tabatha, what on earth has gotten into you? You come home, pack your things and just leave. I’m your mother, is it wrong for me to care about you? You’re lashing out at me for no reason, what have I done to deserve this? You say these hurtful things, do you even consider me your mother?”
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