When she woke up, Stephen’s furious face was looming over her. "Sheena, you did this on purpose, didn’t you?"
Her leg had throbbed all night, leaving her with a splitting headache. She had no energy to deal with him.
Her silence only fueled Stephen’s anger. He grabbed her and dragged her out of bed, pulling her all the way to the dining room.
Once he roughly threw her to the floor, he shouted again, "Look at what you’ve done!"
Sheena glanced at the empty dining table, utterly baffled as to what he was so enraged about.
Just then, Jasmin walked in wearing a pretty princess dress, covering her mouth in a mock surprise, "Sis, why didn’t you make breakfast for us?"
'Ah, so that was it.' Sheena thought.
In the past, Sheena had bent over backward to please the Brooks family. She had carefully observed everyone’s preferences, waking up three hours early every morning to prepare breakfast for them.
But today, she hadn’t done it.
Jasmin pouted, pretending to be upset. "But I love the breakfast that sister makes the most."