âWatch your tone. My mother married into this family after your mom Magina passed away.â
Regina hated to hear her motherâs name from Madelineâs mouth, and she never allowed it to happen.
But now, Madeline was bringing up her motherâs death with such a flighty tone. Regina could tolerate a lot, but disrespect towards her mother was where she drew the line.
Her face turned a shade paler with barely contained rage.
âTruth be told, your mother knew exactly what was what.â Regina continued with a coldness that made the air around them seem to drop a few degrees. âMy mother may have been taken from me too soon by illness, but letâs not pretend your mom was some kind of saint. I was young, sure, but not oblivious. I know more than you think, so drop the act, Madeline.â
Taking confident strides toward Madeline, Regina closed the distance between them, her taller frame casting a shadow over her stepsister. Regina had inherited her motherâs grace and Madeline, unfortunately for her, was rather short like their father.
Madeline had tried hard to hold her own in the Tanner family, always comparing herself to Regina. She managed to keep in shape to some extent, but when it came to height, there. was simply no contest.
âIf Iâm supposedly unworthy of Nolanâs affection, then youâre out of the league entirely. And donât get it twisted, Madeline, just because youâve been a Tanner in name for years doesnât mean youâre one of us.â
A small, mocking smile played on Reginaâs lips, and Madelineâs face flushed a deep red with frustration. She knew Regina had always looked down on her!
âWhat are you so proud of, Regina? So you were born with a silver spoon in your mouth. What else have you got that I donât?â
Madelineâs voice was bitter, âOh, I canât compete with you, can I? With a mother like yours â oh, but wait, sheâs long gone, and now my mother is the queen of your fatherâs heartâ¦â
It dawned on Regina that her biggest mistake over the years had been her tolerance. Both Imogen and Madeline had grown bold, thinking she was a pushover. They said what they wanted, did what they wanted, believing she would always remain silent.
But after the recent dressing down from Nolan and all that had happened, Regina had lost all patience.
Without a second thought, she slapped Madeline across the face.
The slap caught Madeline off guard. She covered her cheek with her hands for a while, as she struggled to process what had just happened. Since her arrival in the Tanner household, no one had dared lay a finger on her, let alone slap her.
âYou-you-you!â Tears welled up in Madelineâs eyes.
Regina, somewhat surprised by her own reaction, widened her eyes and watched.
âWell, that was a convincing performance.â Regina said sarcastically. âRemember to act like that in front of Dad next time, but make sure to tone it down a bit. Youâre not on a soap opera. Donât exaggerate.â
âYouâll pay for this, Regina! I swear you will!â Madeline sobbed, her hand still on her reddening cheek.
Reginaâs patience was wearing thin. âOh, Iâll be there. Now, if you would, please leave my house. And Iâd rather not ask twice.â
With a dismissive gesture towards the door, Regina watched as Madeline, no matter how humiliated, clenched her teeth and stormed out. Madeline seethed with hatred for Regina. She was thankful that no one else was here; had anyone witnessed her disgrace, she would have wanted to bash her head against the wall in shame.