Chapter 141
Chapter 141:
“I was wrong, Grandpa, Grandma, Mom, Dad… I made a mistake. I’ve been consumed by jealousy. I feared losing everything to Brenna, worried she’d take all the love I have p>
Her words faltered as tears welled up, spilling down her face, her whole body trembling under the intensity of her remorse.
Even Shepard and Giselle couldn’t help but feel a pang of sympathy for her. They exchanged uncertain glances, torn between their disappointment and the sympathy they felt.
Giselle, in particular, felt for Rosie. For years, she had treated her like she was her daughter, and though her anger had led her to refuse Rosie the title of “Mom,” her heart softened at the sight of Rosie’s breakdown. Still, she couldn’t stop being mad at her. How could Rosie—someone she had nurtured and loved—be so cruel as to hurt her biological daughter?
The conflict within her was overwhelming, and she remained silent, her thoughts a mess she couldn’t yet untangle.
Rosie noticed the unyielding expressions on the family members’ faces, and with each passing second, her resentment toward Brenna grew, sinking deeper into her heart.
Her frustration twisted into something darker as she turned toward Brenna. Without a word, she crawled over to her, kneeling before her in a desperate, almost demeaning act. Grabbing Brenna’s hand, she forcefully slapped her cheek with it.
“Brenna, hit me,” Rosie begged, her voice shaking with emotion. “It’s my fault. I’ve been jealous of you, and I know I was wrong. You can strike me and scold me; do whatever you want. I swear I won’t fight back. Just please forgive me. I’ll do anything… Anything to make this right p>
Brenna remained still, her heart hardening as she watched the spectacle. She didn’t believe that someone who had repeatedly schemed against her could suddenly change.
F𝖎rst 𝒂pp𝓮ared 𝒊n gⲁ𝅘𝓁𝗇𝑜ν𝖊𝗅⩼𝒸𝗈𝗺
Nearby, Rachael, who had been watching quietly, couldn’t take it any longer. She stepped forward, her voice cutting through the tension. “Miss Brenna Harper,” she said, “please, forgive Miss Rosie Harper. She’s kneeling before you—what more do you want from her p>
If they had been alone, Brenna would have put Rosie in her place without hesitation. But with the Harper family watching—especially Uncle Ableson’s side—she had no choice but to accept Rosie’s apology for the sake of appearances, even if she had no intention of truly forgiving her.
With obvious reluctance, Brenna helped Rosie to her feet, though she had no desire to pretend she liked someone she clearly despised. She never felt the need to please others, nor did she care about their opinions of her.
With a sharp edge to her voice, Brenna said, “Enough with the act. You loathed me just moments ago, and now you’re crying in front of me like this to ask for my forgiveness? What’s the point? Fine, I forgive you.” The words lacked sincerity, spoken as if someone had forced her hand. The Harper family noticed her unwillingness, yet no one criticized her for it.