Reclaiming What Was Meant to Be Mine

Chapter 22 Lucinda's Scold

Chapter 22 Lucinda's Scold

As soon as the phone rang, Sarah's name jumped on the screen.

"Sarah." Linda's voice was still gentle and sweet.

"Why did you lie to us?" Sarah asked angrily.

"Sarah, why can't I understand what you said?"

"Who is Roslin?" Sarah said in a deep voice.

Linda's heart skipped a beat, and she had a bad premonition, asking, "Have you heard someone say anything?"

Hearing the sobs in Linda's voice, Sarah, who was furious on the other end of the phone, couldn't bear to continue to question her.

"You should check it out on the Internet yourself. I think everyone in H City knows what's going on about your family now."

After hanging up the phone, Linda hurriedly checked the latest news online. Seeing the headline on Facebook and other major mainstream media about the true and false daughter of the Smith family, her heart sank to the bottom instantly, and a sense of shame spread all over her body. She would rather evaporate than face the ridicule and pity of outsiders.

Everyone in the upper circles of H City should know it, and those people in the school must know it too. Linda felt ashamed and angry at the thought of her having to face all kinds of strange looks from everyone.

Roslin, why did you come back? Why did you come to take away my identity and my things?

It was all her fault. She was the one who put her in such an embarrassing situation. NôvelDrama.Org owns this text.

"Roslin!" Linda put on a ferocious face, her eyes full of resentment.

The next day, Roslin learned from the servant that Linda was ill and had a persistent high fever, which made Lucinda very anxious. After the family doctor checked on her, Lucinda stayed by her side and never left her.

Mary reminded Roslin, "Miss, will you go and see Miss Linda?"

She must have known the news on the Internet, otherwise, how could she be so sick? Of course, she should show care to her good sister in such circumstances.

"Yeah, I'll go after dinner."

Seeing that her suggestion worked, Mary smiled gratifiedly.

After a whole night's nursing, Lucinda rose to rage when she walked to the dining hall and saw Roslin sitting there and eating as if nothing had happened.

She stepped forward and snatched the bowl from Roslin's hand and threw it directly on the ground, splashing hot porridge all over Roslin. Then, she swept all the food on the table to the ground.

"Do you still have any conscience? Linda is still sick, and you are here, eating breakfast peacefully," Lucinda said angrily.

Conscience?

There was a smile on Roslin's lips and a trace of sadness in her eyes.

In her previous life, when she first entered school, she was teased and pushed into the lotus pond by Linda's admirer, which gave her a persistent high fever. Where was she at that time? She was with Linda in the shopping mall.

She still remembered that she stood at the window and watched the two get off the car arm in arm, talking and laughing.

At that time, did she ever think about her in the hospital bed?

Where was her conscience at that time?

Her eyelids drooped slightly, but the pain on the back of her hand where it was scalded by the hot porridge couldn't compare to the chill and pain in her heart.

When she raised her eyes, all her emotions subsided, and she stared at her indifferently and said, "Is it only right for me to be sick too when she is sick? Is it only right that I should be buried with her when she dies?"

When Mary and others came and saw the mess on the ground and the two in confrontation, each of them was silent.

"How can you be so vicious, cursing your sister to die? Is it in your heart that you wish for her to die?" Lucinda became angrier as she spoke, and her look on Roslin became more and more distasteful.