The Voice of Anger
As she spoke, Nydia had a sarcastic look.
Gloria looked at her and tried to speak but didn’t know what to say.
She knew that Nydia said it because of her father.
Nydia sneered. “But it doesn’t matter. We just need to be careful in the future. At least…”
Nydia’s eyes suddenly lit up. Gloria looked at her, confused.
Nydia happily said, “Men are all the same. Gloria, why don’t we give up getting married? We can adopt
a child or two and watch them grow up. That way, I’ll be happy too!”
Gloria couldn’t help but laugh. “A really bold idea.”
“What? Isn’t that nice? It will set us free, won’t it? If I see a handsome guy later, I can even strike up a
conversation with him. When I get home, I still have you, my best friend. Of course, if you meet a
handsome guy, you can do as I say. What a happy life!”
Gloria covered her forehead helplessly. “Do you want to be a female jerk?”
“Everyone has a sexual need! While I haven’t done that with a guy, I’ve seen others do it, so I know a
little bit about it,” Nydia said without hesitation. Hearing this, Gloria fell silent, thinking she couldn’t talk
to her about it.
Nydia then continued to read the tweets.
In the White family.
Martha seemed to have forgotten everything and devoted herself to taking care of her daughter.
However, Angela said and did nothing every day.
Angela was visibly thin, which made Martha extremely worried.
At this moment, she was holding a bowl of porridge in her hand. Seeing Angela sitting silently on the
bed, she asked with distress, “Angela, eat something, okay? If you don’t, I don’t know when you will
recover.”
Seeing that Martha had put the spoon to her lips, Angela turned her head immediately. “I don’t want to
eat it. Take it away.”
Martha couldn’t help but sigh. “Angela…”
“Mom, don’t force me, okay? I really don’t want to eat it!”
Seeing her irritated again, Martha said quickly, “Okay. As you wish. Let’s talk then.”
Angela lay down and covered her head with a quilt to late herself from the outside world
Martha could hear her voice from under the covers. “I want to be alone. Get out.”
Martha was silent and didn’t want to go out!
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