Later, her little princess grew up.
More and more beautiful, more and more intelligent, more and more arrogant character. But so what? Her abuse is a princess, and her arrogance is also a kind of capital.
Every time she and her husband take their daughter out to a banquet, they will always receive countless envious glances, excellent grades, beautiful appearance, outstanding demeanor and talent—the daughter is the pride of her and her husband.
Until that day...
On the way to ballet class, a drunk driving car drove past, and her proud daughter never got up again.
Life after that was like a haze.
Every day, every day, she has to face the endless blame of her husband, her daughter's erratic temper, and the company she founded is also in turmoil. There is no way out of staying here and working...
She was overwhelmed.
The company carries her lifelong dream, and her daughter is her closest relative. No matter which one, she can't let go. She hopes that someone can help her, her husband's concern, her daughter's understanding, and the support of employees, she needs these !
However, no.
Nothing at all.
When she came home exhausted, she still had to face... how many things her daughter had smashed, the husband asked her why she didn't come home earlier, and the nanny complained again that the job couldn't go on.
Before the new nanny came, she had to stay at home, contact an agency to find a new nanny, call a doctor to make an appointment, check company emails, soothe employees' emotions, prepare three meals a day, endure the dramatic change in her daughter's temperament, and make an appointment with her husband. Picky.
She is not a superhuman mother, nor is she a perfect wife, and when quarrels become commonplace, it is a daily routine between their husband and wife to express anger, complain and blame each other.
Maybe my husband couldn't take it anymore. He had meetings, came home late, and went on business trips. In short, he stayed away from this home for various reasons.
Divorce has become a matter of course.
Sometimes, she would hear people talking about herself, how hard it was, how hard it was for a single mother to raise a disabled daughter, and how hard they were to praise her for being strong.
She doesn't want to hear these compliments at all, because she just wants to be a relaxed mother, no one likes hard work, no one likes sacrifice...
She changed one babysitter after another, and changed one family doctor after another, each time for a different reason. This time, the daughter said the doctor's surname was harassing.
Her daughter has driven away six doctors because of her aversion to taking medicines and physical exams.
She is really tired...
Tired of dealing with these, I just want to solve it as soon as possible, use money to block the doctor's many complaints, and then ask a friend to introduce a suitable family doctor.
But she really didn't expect that, after dismissing the family doctor, the doctor's wife came to her door and made a lot of noise in the company! Scold her for seducing the family doctor!
She never sent that text message!
It's also impossible to seduce someone else's husband!
She did nothing but was humiliated in public! Also carry the notoriety of the little three!
The only person who could possibly get her phone was her daughter.
She really doesn't understand! They are mothers and daughters, not enemies. Why does the daughter treat herself like this? Is her struggling life a joke in her daughter's eyes
What has been paid for all this time? !
"There are so many disabled people who continue to improve themselves! Blind, deaf, and people with half of their bodies amputated! Don't they all live well?! Why can't you do it? Why can't you do it?! Why are you torturing me!!!"
Her daughter's eyes were red, and she yelled at her with incomparable hatred: "Get out! Get out of here! I don't want to see you again!"
Raising a smart and healthy child is a blessing.
But to pull the child out of the quagmire, it is very difficult, really difficult...
Just like, in this bitter cold place, planting a rose, even if you put all your effort into it, it may not yield anything.
Standing lonely on the ice, she looked at the bud that barked fiercely, "This time, will it bloom..."