The Cost of Being a Spoiled ChildChapter 1
Eddy, the son of my husband's younger brother, stabbed my daughter Julie's eyes with a pencil, and the doctor said that she might lose her eyeballs.
I collapsed to the ground, couldn't believe my ears.
Emma, my mother-in-law, and Clifton, my brother-in-law, complained, "It's just a pencil wound. Can't you just take Julie to the clinic downstairs? Why do you have to come to the hospital?"
Ethan, my husband, advised me to make peace with the family.
My sister-in-law, Marie threw me a thousand dollars and wanted to me to let it go.
That little bastard Eddy was still mocking my daughter, "Julie, you're so ugly. You look like a pirate now. I should have pricked your other eye as well!"
Looking at the evil family, I was furious.
I was so sad for my daughter.
One rainy night, I put on makeup and changed my clothes. Then, I sneaked to Clifton's house.
Clifton's son stabbed the pencil into my daughter's eyes.
With a scream, Julie fell to the ground in pain, and blood oozed out of the corners of her eyes.
But Emma hugged Eddy and comforted him. "Don't be afraid, my dear grandson. Julie will be fine."