Makinen family.
Louisa began yelling as soon as Kirsi entered the room. “Do you still have the same face? What
happened to your sister? Didn’t our family treat you well? We grew you so big that your conscience was
eaten by dogs!”
Kirsi is generally ignored, as is her existence.
But now Kirsi had violated the interests of her own daughter, and she couldn’t take it anymore.
Forbearance for so many years has finally ripped her face apart, and no one has to suffer any longer.
Kirsi walked in calmly, pretending she hadn’t heard anything, and went straight upstairs.
Louisa, who had been ignored, approached her and pushed her down: “Are you deaf when I’m talking to
you? You’re not welcome here, so get out!”
Camden frowned as he sat on the sofa. It is also a sad expression while holding a cigarette. He didn’t
want to say anything else about them.
Kirsi staggered and clutched the stairwell before looking up at Louisa: “I just want to see my sister, and
I’ll explain everything to her.”
Kirsi’s tone was cold and emotionless. There was no guilt or pride.
But it was Louisa’s indifference that enraged her the most.
“Explain? Isn’t everything she has today thanks to you? Can she be your sister? Bah!
I knew I shouldn’t have brought you here in the first place. It is preferable to raise you rather than a dog!”
Kirsi’s expression changed. She looked up at her after the change: “If I had a choice, Aunty Louisa, I
would not want to grow up in Makinen family.”
“What exactly did you say? We raised you, according to what you said, or did we do something wrong?
Camden, look at your lovely daughter; I’ve already told you she’s a white-eyed wolf, and you still don’t
believe me! Now that Kirsi’s ruined Lumi’s marriage, been hanging out with her brother-in-law and lost
her face, how dare she shamelessly say she doesn’t want to grow up in Makinen family?”
Louisa blamed without restraint, as if to air all of her grievances. Kirsi was to blame.
After so many years of rage, a solution was discovered in an instant.
Kirsi’s face began to tremble and she looked down at Camden.
“Dad, even after all these years, I remember you bringing me here and telling me to be patient, learn to
love my sister, and respect Aunty Louisa. I asked myself if I had done it. But what about how you treated
me? I’m not interested. Is it fair to me to talk more?”
Camden’s face shifted slightly. He set the cigarette down, stood up, and looked at her: “Fair? From
childhood to adulthood, the school you attended, they are all the same as Lumi, and your Aunty Louisa
has never worn old clothes for you, how is it unfair?”
Kirsi’s pupils shrank as she was taken aback: “So you’re all the same, I thought you’d understand.
Except for my sister, in this family, are you really fair to me?”
She couldn’t tell what her expression was because she appeared to be crying and laughing at the same
time.
She swallowed it herself after so many years of forbearance and resentment.
She thought her father understood.
Camden had the same blood relationship as Lumi in this family, aside from Lumi.
But it turned out that they also felt that raising her so big was a gift.
Camden’s face was also unappealing: “Isn’t it just? I’ve done everything I can, and my family would be
safe if it weren’t for you! My wife would not have had a heart attack after all these years! Your mother
took my order in order for me to win my wine list. She put the medicine inside, had you without my
knowledge, and then threatened me with it. She wished to destroy my family and threaten me for the rest
of my life!”
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