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 Calista was crouched in front of the massive water basin, her hand already withdrawn, but still a bright, frostbitten red.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.

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

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

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

fingernail of her right hand grazed a frostbitten spot on her left thumb, causing thick blood to seep out. The blood mingled with the soapy water, and even though it should have hurt, she felt nothing. Her fingers had already

the laundry.

her

silence and treated her own wounds. Her hands trembled as she put on gloves. Her body was chilled to the bone.

was determined to lodge a complaint, to show Benedict what Yelena had done

should I do,

she hates this home. She doesn't even want the housekeepers to touch her clothes, insisting on washing them herself. Now her hands are injured. I tried to give her medicine,

her hands? Don't feel guilty. Mom and Dad are gone and Callie has become much more reserved. Take good care of her.

bleeding even through her gloves. Suddenly, she realized that 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

toward Benedict. According to her grandmother's teachings, Benedict was a man of limited talent, but he

his family.