My Love My Hatred

My Love My Hatred

At that time, Grandma Mason consented to my mother’s inclusion in the family, but with one stipulation: my stepfather could never lawfully wed my mother. Since my mother and I are under their care, this also implies that we have no relationship with them whatsoever. While Leo and Lance are addressed as master and young master, respectively, I am referred to as Lady Gomez by the servants in the Mason family. The gap between us widens because of this. I should have known better than to allow myself become attached to Leo from the start, and now I have to listen to their criticisms.

To dry my eyes, I reached inside my bag and pulled out a tissue. Exactly why do we bother to weep? Is Leo going to return to me? Obviously not; I was deep in contemplation at the time. Since I did not respond when Lia Sanderson shouted out my name, she repeated her request: “Jennie, please sit down and join us so that we can have a little conversation. You are not alone.” What a drag! I sent her an angry glance and said, “No, it’s alright. I’m just a little exhausted. I could use some quiet time to myself.” As Leo continued to avoid eye contact, I realized that Lance’s sardonic and ironic eyes were fixed on me. After that, I overheard Lance say: “Lia, in the Mason family, there is a clear hierarchy; everyone should be aware of their place and status.

” Saying, “Isn’t Jennie considered as a daughter of the Mason’s family?” Lia seemed not to know any better. I thought she was your sister as well. Additionally, why is Leo’s sister a servant? “Since when did the Mason’s family adopt a daughter?” Lance asked as he peered over my shoulder. I think you misunderstood, Lia. ” “Really” was his response. “Enough is enough, stop talking,” Lia demanded. As Leo’s voice rose,

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