“You want my husband to love you, don’t you?”
“I don't have to want anything. Your husband loves me from the beginning. If you
hadn't popped into the equation out of nowhere, he would have been my
husband.”
From the time she arrived to the hostile reception, Debbie had been wondering if
she had killed someone from the Hilton family lineage in her previous life to be
hated so much by her hosts in this life.
Carlos’ dad had smashed a teacup as soon as she entered the house. Now even
an 18-year-old was trashing her right to her face. Did they see her as a
pushover? Debbie sighed.
“Calling Carlos “Uncle’ isn't enough to show how important he is to you. Since
he’s fostering you, why not call him “Dad?’ And since I'm his wife, you should call
me “Mom.’ I'LL spoil you more than he does.”
“You! You!” Megan's face turned livid. She stomped her feet and finally managed,
“You're taking advantage of me!”
“I am, so what? Come, come. Call me “Mommy’ and live with me from now on.
Then you can see your daddy every day.”
In a fit of rage, Megan stormed out of the room in tears. But before she left, she
warned, “Debbie, you are dead meat!”
“We'll see!” Debbie snorted.
Then with a bang, Megan closed the door, Leaving Debbie with so many
questions. “Gail, Portia, Olga, and now Megan, why do they all hate me so
much? Is it something to do with my personality?’ Then she thought of Carlos’
family. “Oh heck, what have I done to deserve this?’
As soon as Megan left the room, she ran into Tabitha, who was Lingering outside
the study.
“Megan, what's wrong? Why are you crying?” Tabitha asked.
But Tabitha's questions only made things worse. Intent on creating drama,
Megan wailed even louder.
“Hey! Stop crying and tell me what's wrong, Megan,” Tabitha demanded,
genuinely concerned.
“Who upset you?”
Since she realized how furious James was, Connie had been hiding in her room
to stay out of trouble. But Megan's wailing made her curious.
“Why is Megan crying?” she asked Tabitha, who unfortunately had no idea either.
“For the life of me, I can't tell. She has been crying from the time she walked out
of Carlos’ room. But when I tried to find out from her what the matter was, she
wouldn't say a thing.”
When the Little brat finally stopped weeping, she said to Tabitha, between sobs,
“I saw that James seemed angry to see Aunt Debbie, so I went there to comfort
her. But Aunt Debbie didn't appreciate it at all.
And she even called me names. Boo...hoo...
“Debbie called you names?” Incredulous, Tabitha looked at the door to
Carlos’ room and asked, “Why?”
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I don't know. Maybe she was in a
bad mood. But how could she take it
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make it worse, she even had the
nerve to tell me that James was
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be nice to me if I call Uncle Carlos
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Dad’ and call her “Mom." Boo...hoo...
Tears welled in her eyes once again.
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