[The real question is, why does such a wonderful mom have to suffer such bad luck, having a heartless, blind, ungrateful daughter?]
[Exactly! Is this daughter's heart made of stone? Her mom has done so much for her, so why is she so cold toward her own mother?]
[No wonder they say those who are pitiful always have something hateful about them. This girl favors her father to such a point of madness, serves her right, she’s paralyzed!]
[This is too much and suffocating! Mom, let her go! Such a daughter is not worth it!]
The live chat was flooded with criticism. Even reporters called me.
"Is this the three-day secret livestream you wanted? Do you have any idea how much the chat has been scolding you in the past two days?"
“Your mother’s gone above and beyond for you. Are you deliberately asking to be scolded?"
I glanced toward the living room, where my mother sat alone, tending to her wound. Then I said with a calm voice, “There's still one more day left. By then, you’ll understand everything.”
Early on the third morning, right after she woke up, Mom came to my room like always.
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"Kelly, how are you feeling today? Do you have a better appetite?”