Her Rebirth of Retribution

Chapter 338 Take Good Care Of Her

At that time, her grandmother had just died, and Calista had never seen the look on Yelena's face before. Her malice was so glaringly obvious that it made Calista clutch her clothes tightly while trembling.

In a state of confusion, she was hauled into the bathroom. Faced with a basin of cold water, she recoiled, refusing to move. Her hands were already frostbitten and swollen significantly. She had just applied some medicine. If she dipped her hands in cold water again, she would end up losing her fingers.

However, in the end, the housekeeper forced her hand into the water.

"Wash them! If you don't wash your dirty clothes properly, you're not leaving the bathroom today!"

After she spat out her harsh words, she turned off the heater and flung the windows wide open. The temperature plummeted to minus five degrees. Meanwhile, she stood behind the door, watching her through the window. They were separated by a mere door, yet one was as warm as spring while the other was trapped in the biting cold of winter.

"She really thinks she's here to live the high life and doesn't even bother to check her own worth. She even expects me to wash her clothes. How ridiculous!"

From behind the door, the faintly discernible voice of Rosalyn echoed. "You're nothing but an unwanted illegitimate child, yet you dare to act like a prominent young lady? Under Mrs. Stafford's rule, your life and death are in her hands! You better behave yourself!" Calista was crouched in front of the massive water basin, her hand already withdrawn, but still a bright, frostbitten red. She felt scared, yet also a sense of indignation and unwillingness.

Her hands trembled incessantly as if touching water was akin to surrendering to fate.

tears fell one by one into the water brimming with bubbles. She finally understood her place in this family. Without the presence of the two kind elders, she could only rely on herself. With these thoughts in mind, Calista took a deep breath and abruptly plunged her hands into the water, beginning to wash

that disobedience would lead directly to her being cold and hungry. If Benedict didn't return home that night, she might suffer terribly with no one to turn to for justice. She had to wait for Benedict's

the task. They snickered, calling her spineless and saying she was born without any luck for wealth and

the tears. In a moment of carelessness, the fingernail of her right hand grazed a frostbitten spot on her left thumb, causing

any longer, she burst into tears. Yet even amid her sobbing, she continued to do the laundry. She wanted to finish quickly and return

she finished washing her

trembled as she put on gloves.

feet. She was determined to lodge a complaint, to show Benedict what Yelena had done to her hands. But as she

should I do, Benedict...

touch her clothes, insisting on washing them herself. Now her hands are injured. I tried to give her medicine, but she threw it away. Her hands must be terribly hurt. I just don't know what she's trying

and Dad are gone and Callie has become much more reserved.

even if she went and complained, Yelena could easily claim that she had intentionally injured her fingers to frame her, simply out of dislike for her. Yelena had been living with Benedict for over a decade, whereas Calista had only been here a few days. It was pretty clear who Benedict would

hold any resentment toward Benedict. According to her grandmother's teachings, Benedict was a man of limited

his family.