Pampered by my three brothers: the return of the neglected heiress

Chapter 1078: This is exactly how you raised me, Mom.

The Miller family had their peaceful moments like any other family. They used to eat together, talk about anything, and laugh about something. It wasn't always bad. In fact, it was one of the favorite things Patricia liked to do.

It had been a while since they had such moments because Patricia's relationship with her brother had continued to decline.

She hadn't even remembered it until now she was watching it.

Patricia balled her hands into tight fists as she clenched her teeth, watching this family of three dine so happily. Overwhelmed with bitterness and rage, she walked into the dining room.

"What a happy family!" she scowled, breaking the peaceful atmosphere in the kitchen instantly. Watching her mother, father, and brother turn their heads to her and how their expressions changed filled her with nothing but hatred.

"Haha!" she laughed bitterly. "What? Did I ruin your dinner?"

"Patricia, oh dear!" Mrs. Miller pushed herself up. "Where have you been, my dear?"

She stood close to Patricia, reaching out to check if she was okay. But before her hands could touch her daughter, Patricia slapped them away.

"Patricia!" Theo jumped from his seat the moment he heard the resounding "pak" of his sister's hand against their mother's.

"Where have I been?" Patricia repeated, gazing at her pretentious mother with mockery. "Mom, why are you asking me that now? I've been here for a while, but I never heard you look for me-not once. If anything, it seems you only remember me now that I walk in here."

"Patricia, what are you talking about?" Mrs. Miller was confused. "That's not true. I

"You, what?!" Patricia raised her voice, studying her mother from head to toe. "What, Mom?"

Patricia, who had to hide her body with this damn hoodie and these ugly pants to conceal the nightmare she went through, her mother was dressed fashionably. Mrs. Miller's hair was perfectly done, and one could tell by her skin that she had just come from the beauty clinic to get

always take their children's side no matter what, right, mom?" she repeated what she had heard moments ago. "Is it really unconditional, though, Mom? Or does this only apply

SLAP!

thrown to the side, her eyes widening in

is wrong with you?!" Mrs. Miller yelled as she clasped her throbbing palm. "You left the house without telling anyone and wouldn't reach out for days! God knows how worried we were despite how your father and brother are working their butts off for our family! How dare you

Patricia roared back, her outrage growing now that her mother had even laid a hand on her. "This is exactly how you raised me!

back. Looking at her daughter, she could no longer recognize her.

It scared Mrs. Miller.

was about to completely snap. This time, it wasn't like any tantrums she'd

wasn't here for a few days, and yet, you didn't look worried at all! None of you bothered to check if I am still alive!" Patricia continued, scanning everyone in the dining room. "And the moment I walked in, you three looked at me

high?!" Theo barked. "What the hell are you

I saw, and I've seen enough! Don't talk as if I'm the crazy one here. I'm not crazy, and I'm not

a step back, feeling like the rage in her heart would eventually make her crumble. Looking at her mother, father, and brother, she

drinking the wine you recently bought, and even enjoying the revived glory of the Millers with the help of

trailed off, trying to hold back her tears. "...while you are sleeping so peacefully at

a feast, Patricia couldn't even swallow her food for days. They slept so peacefully at night, but it was when she was

her eyes on her mother,

bitterly. "Goodness. What a ridiculous family I

line, Patricia!" This time, Mr. Miller couldn't stop himself anymore.

"And why would I?"

family has survived the problem. If you hated the idea of