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Love You Or Hate You I Can't Decide BOOK 1, Season 1&2 - Chapter 338
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** Season 2: Episode- 42**
** Alisa’s POV :**
Next day,
I sat there tapping my pen, I am thinking about Edwin..…. was I too
harsh?….
I didn’t saw him earlier this morning… like he
vanished. I got a call, I said, “Yea,, Grandpa”
Grandpa said, “How are you dear?” I answered, “I am good, what about
you?”
Grandpa said, “I am fine… but can you come home, we are sending Ruth to
rehab, she doesn’t know it yet…. But I want you to be there to send her off.”
I said, “Yes… I am coming…” I ended the call,
I am somehow at rest, she needs this… she is 17 and on pretty bad path… Maybe
this is the chance to help her… at least she can quit drugs.
I took my car keys, and rushed out of the store. I noticed only part
timer is here with Tina. I said, “Tina.. I have something to do… please do this
for me today…” I didn’t wait for her answer, I rushed out to my car.
I just hope she will be back with positivity. It’s a long way, just
don’t go on the darker path.
After more 30 minutes I was at the front door, I walked in the house,
and I saw no one around, the maids bowed to me and one of them said, “Miss….
everyone is in dining room…” yea.. lunch time.
I went to the dining room, I saw everyone… Grandpa said, “You are here…
have a seat… let’s eat.”
I took my seat, but Ruth is not here. My mom said, “Alisa…. don’t
mention it in front of Ruth…. she will be here soon, we haven’t told her yet…”
she looks worried, of course she loves Ruth with no extend.
I nodded and said, “It’s fine…. I am glad at least you guys are trying.”
The maids served me my food.
Grandma asked, “You can talk little nice to your mother, you really lack
manners…” Dad is not paying attention to any of this, he worry is written over his
face.
I smirked and said, “I learnt it from you,
grandma….” She looks offended, she was about to say more but Grandpa said,
“Enough… don’t start in front of food.” I looked down and then to grandpa, “I
am sorry, grandpa…. But..”
I said further, “But, I will answer every time someone says this to me….
everyone should be at least pretend to care for me when they accept me to act
nice.” Grandpa’s face is hard to read, but somehow I know he agrees with me…..
at last he was the one to teach me to fight for myself….
Grandma whispered, “Ill mannered brat…”
I looked at her, there is simple reason why I
am disliked….. I am not perfect…. not perfect enough…… not enough to raise this
family name, not enough to make everyone brag about me… I own a small boutique
all by myself… it somehow became shame for grandma too… I was not CEO or Model
or Actress like her friends grandkids or kids….. I was just too normal for this
family….. no skills in art or sport or study… I was just simply normal that
became my curse….. but when Ruth was born, I realized…. What it feels to be
replaced by something better than you….
It is worst feeling, you can’t complain
because it’s your fault not be the perfect one…. I accepted it and moved aside
from the line…. I didn’t wanted to break and fear to lose the love and
affection which was traded against perfection….. because I was never perfect……
I can’t blame anyone, this is problem with big families…… when the class
is higher, exceptions are higher……
I was brought back out of my thoughts as I saw Ruth walking in and
talking her seat in beside me.
She said, “Mom… I need your credit card… you know the beauty pageant is
next week…. And yea… should I sing or pay piano…” yea.. she is talented but
wasted.
She was talking to mom as she was eating her food, she asked, “So… how
about you, won’t you take part in it…. oh! wait… you can’t qualify the
pageant…” she mocked.
I said, “Yea… what will I do…. I have a
stable life, my own place, a boutique…. A car and some money to earn… I am
being busy in beginning the real definition of cool….” She looked away.
She said, “I didn’t invited you in my house, Alisa…”
I was stunned, Grandpa was getting angry. but I have to admit everyone
was shocked.
I said to Ruth, “I have the same rights as you on everything…. And yea..
you can start mentioning me as your elder sister…. this house also belongs to
me, I just can’t live her because I can’t deal with your drama….” She tried to
attack me, but I grabbed her hand and twisted it.
I hear mom, “Alisa! let her go…
she will get hurt…”
Dad said, “Don’t hit each other… behave like grownups…”
I said to Ruth as I twisted her hand more, “Manners is your first
lesion…. It differentiate between Human and animals… choose on which side you
are…”
Authors note: pleased read my new novel THE SCARLET QUEEN