Episode 1

"Mother... Look at me, I got a job," Ansella proudly displayed her new uniform.

"Oh... Thank goodness, I am proud of you Ansella, you are a remarkable child," Samantha embraced Ansella with affection.

"I work in a luxurious five-star hotel, even though it's in the East, I don't mind because our house is on the border."

"Yes, hopefully Mr. Gerlado and Mr. Yaron will understand," Samantha said.

Then, Samantha glanced at a girl who was ironing piled up clothes.

"Finish those laundries quickly, I will go out to eat with Ansella to celebrate her success in getting a job, the clothes will be picked up soon," Samantha said.

"Mother, I also have to work. I can't be late. I already finished the laundry yesterday, and I was late coming in."

"Daisy! How dare you defy your mother who has taken care of you since you were little, how dare you defy me!" Samantha scowled.

"But, Mom..."

"No buts, look at your sister, she got a decent and good job, she works in a luxurious hotel, how can you not be ashamed Daisy, why are you still able to freely show your face to all the neighbors without shame because you only work in a simple cafe!" Samantha said.

"Why should I be ashamed, Mom? I also work and earn lawful money, I don't sell myself or degrade myself to get a job," Daisy said.

SLAP!! A harsh slap suddenly landed on Daisy's cheek, causing her head to tilt, Daisy was also shocked and widened her eyes as she stared at the floor. Ansella, enraged, slapped her younger sister. Daisy's cheek instantly turned red.

The burning and painful sensation was felt on Daisy's cheek, her heart shattered, there was no peaceful day for her, one bruise healed and there would surely be another bruise and scar.

"Do you want to say that I sell myself?" Ansella stood challenging in front of Daisy.

"I never said that, but people do," Daisy replied.

"Do you want to die or what!!!" Ansella shouted hysterically, grabbing Daisy's hair.

"Aahh, let go!! It hurts, Ansella!! Let go!!!"

"If you want to die, then let your sister help you with pleasure Daisy! Let me be the one to kill you!!!" Ansella grabbed Daisy's hair and dragged her into the laundry area.

Then, Ansella took a hose and drenched Daisy's body.

Not satisfied, Ansella took a bucket and hit Daisy's body.

THUD!!

THUD!!

"Feel that!!!" Ansella screamed.

Daisy cried, tears streaming down her face, she covered her wet body with her wet hands, and protected herself from Ansella's blows.

"That's enough, Ansella," Samantha said flatly.

"Be grateful Daisy, my mood is good this time because my child got a good job, otherwise, I would have drowned your disgusting face in the water basin so that you couldn't breathe," Samantha threatened.

Daisy cried and covered her face on the floor filled with water.

"Finish those laundries or you are not allowed to go to work. Do you understand!" Samantha shouted.

"Come on Ansella, let's go. We have to celebrate your success in getting a job, don't forget Ansella, you have to attract wealthy and handsome men in that hotel, so you can live a better life," Samantha stroked Ansella's head.

After hearing the door close, indicating that Samantha and Ansella had left, Daisy still huddled on the floor, crying softly. Slowly, she got up and grabbed clean clothes, still crying, she must finish those laundries quickly so she could go to work.

Daisy changed her clothes and continued her work.

For Daisy, incidents like this have been happening since her father married Samantha. She doesn't even know where her father is now.

After Daisy's mother passed away, her father remarried Samantha and brought a daughter named Ansella into the family. Daisy's father's business went bankrupt, and he became an alcoholic, never coming home or taking care of Daisy.

Feeling betrayed by Daisy's father, Samantha took out her anger on Daisy and began mistreating her since she was young. Samantha would become furious every time she saw Daisy's face, especially when Daisy was still young and was given the responsibility by her father to take care of Daisy. Meanwhile, Samantha had her own daughter named Ansella.

Despite everything, Daisy was grateful she wasn't kicked out of the house. It was the only home left by her deceased mother, as her father had sold all of his assets to pay off his debts.

Daisy was forced to move to a small town, where her mother was born, and live in that house with Samantha and Ansella.

With the growing needs for Ansella and Daisy's education, Samantha decided to open a laundry service. She opened a laundry shop.

Samantha, who hated Daisy, constantly demanded that Daisy help with the laundry work, even when she was still in middle school. Daisy was even forced to wash clothes when she was sick with a fever.

Sadly, Samantha didn't use a washing machine, only a dryer. Washing clothes was always done manually using her hands, and only after that were they dried using the dryer. This was because the washing machine was too expensive, and Samantha had to choose one.

According to Samantha, it was better to wash clothes manually and then dry them using the machine, so they would dry faster.

"Ah... Finally... Done... My body is exhausted..." Daisy lay down, stretching her muscles on the floor and gazing at the ceiling.

She stared at her ceiling for a while, which had started to show signs of mildew due to rainwater leaks. Her tears started to fall and puddled, but she wiped them away with determination. Daisy could be a bit crybaby, but her spirit was as strong as iron.

"Mom... I'm sorry, I don't have the money to renovate this house."

KNOCK KNOCK KNOCK!!

"Excuse me, I want to pick up my laundry."

Voices could be faintly heard from behind the house door. Someone was picking up their laundry.

"Just a moment..."

Daisy then opened the door and saw that it was her neighbor.

"Ah... Mrs. Rose, want to pick up your clothes, right? Wait a moment, I'll get them. Please have a seat."

Mrs. Rose then sat on the porch.

Not long after, Daisy brought a plastic bag filled with neatly folded and ironed clothes, which also smelled nice.

Mrs. Rose received it.

"Daisy, what happened to your face?"

Mrs. Rose reached out to touch it, but Daisy moved back slowly.

"Ah... Mrs. Rose. I fell earlier."

"Did your mother hit you again?" Mrs. Rose asked.

Daisy remained silent.

"That woman! What does she really want? Has she lost her sanity?"

"It... It wasn't my mother. I had a little argument with Ansella."

"Ugh! Again and again! If it's not Samantha, it's surely Ansella. I really should report them to the police!" Mrs. Rose exclaimed.

"No... No, Mrs. Please. I beg you. It doesn't hurt anymore." Daisy pleaded.

"You... You are as kind as an angel, just like your mother..." Mrs. Rose gently stroked Daisy's head with pity. She knew it wasn't right for her to interfere, but sometimes it pained her heart to see Daisy constantly being treated like that.

To be continued

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