But now, she felt like she was being blatantly disrespected and even slandered for supposedly climbing up the ladder through sneaky means This pure and unadulterated disdain hurt her to the core Just yesterday, she was full of hopes, wanting to create a complete family for her kids.
But today, life slapped her hard in the face.
Seeing her cry, Evelyn felt even more heartbroken. She quickly supported Thalassaâs shoulders, makin g her lift her head, anxiously asking. âWhat on earth happened? Donât just cry. Tell me whoâs been messing with you , Iâll make them pay!â
Thalassa was always the optimistic and cheerful type, like a forever invincible superhero, rarely sheddi ng tears.
Evelyn remembered that Thalassa cried five years ago when she had to give up school because of her unstable pregnancy.
However, in the past five years, no matter how hard things were, she didnât shed a tear.
So what happened today?
âMummy, whatâs wrong?â A soft voice rang out from her feet, and Thalassaâs skirt was gently tugged.
Looking down through her teary and blurry vision, she saw a little girl with two braids, her big eyes filled with worry and concern, and her chubby little face looking up at her.
That was her daughter, Elowen.
Seeing the little girl, Thalassaâs pain dissipated instantly. She quickly wiped her tears, forced a smile, and said, âMummyâs fine, just a bit tired. Just like how you guys come to mummy for a cuddle when youâre tired, mummyâs tired too and wanted a little cuddle.â
âMummy, if youâre tired, Iâll give you a hug.â Dorian walked over urgently with his short legs and hugged Thalassaâs legs. Even though his chest wasnât as wide as Thalassaâs two legs, he still tried his best to embrace her.
âMummy, stop crying; come sit on the couch then Iâll give you a back rub.â Atticus also came over, guiding her to the couch. He climbed up and started giving her a back rub in a very professional manner.
Thalassaâs heart, originally filled with discomfort, was now filled with warmth after receiving her childrenâs care.
âMummy, let me help you wash your feet. At this moment, Sophia, with her small body, came over carry ing half a basin of water.
The little oneâs body was even smaller than the basin, but she was trying her best to carry it over step by step. Despite it being so hard and heavy, she clenched her teeth, insisted on not giving up, and kept moving towards Thalassa.
Seeing her like this, Thalassaâs heart clenched. She was about to get up to take the basin from her.
Evelyn quickly walked over, took the basin from her, and placed it at Thalassaâs feet, scolding her with a doting face, â
Oh dear, this child isnât even as big as the basin, yet sheâs carrying so much hot water. What if you get burnt?â
Despite scolding her, she still led Sophia to Thalassaâs side, knowing she wanted to wash Thalassaâs fe et, and didnât stop her.
Sophia rolled up her sleeves excitedly, took off Thalassaâs shoes, and then placed Thalassaâs feet into t he basin.
âAh!â As soon as her feet touched the hot water, a sharp pain came from her skin. Thalassa couldnât be ar it and immediately lifted her feet.
Sophia was horrified and guiltily said, âMummy, Iâm sorry, the waterâs too hot. Iâll go add some cold wate r.â
Before she could finish her sentence, she was about to go get water, but Thalassa tightly held onto her hand. Her pained expression. eased in an instant, and then a gentle smile appeared on her face, comfo rting her: âSophia, youâre doing great. The water temperature is just right. Mummyâs pain isnât from getting b urned, but because my foot got hurt.â
It turned out she was injured but she didnât realize it earlier. When she took off her shoes and her foot w as in the basin, the skin on the back of her foot was broken due to friction from her shoes. It was stimul ated by the hot water, and the pain doubled instantly.
That was the real reason she couldnât bear it and lifted her foot.
Sophia lowered her head, cautiously looking at Thalassaâs raised foot. On Thalassaâs delicate foot, a la rge patch of skin had been rubbed off by her shoes, revealing a red and swollen wound. It was heartbre aking to see.
Sophiaâs lips were slightly pursed, her eyes reddening, and her face full of heartache.
âMummy, you really got hurt. Iâll go get a plaster.â
Sophia wiped her tears with one hand and headed towards the medicine box with the other.
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