Rebirth Reclaiming Her Self by Fleur Delacour

Chapter 77 Raising Like a Silkworm

Chapter 77 Raising Like a Silkworm

The following morning, Jessica left home thirty minutes earlier, carrying the breakfast prepared by the nanny, and hurried to the hospital.

As she cautiously entered the ward, Angela woke up.

Jessica blinked her eyes and asked, “Oh, did I wake you up?”

Angela weakly smiled and explained, “No, I didn’t sleep well. Why did you come so early? I remember you

have classes in the morning.”

“I brought you breakfast. I asked my nanny to make it specially for you. It has been simmering for several hours. It’s chicken soup, very fragrant.” Jessica put down her backpack and quickly took out the lunchbox from the bag. “Whenever I get sick, my nanny will cook this for me, and I’ll feel better soon!”

As she opened the lid, the room was instantly filled with a delicious aroma, making Angela feel a bit hungry.

These past

few days, she hadn’t eaten a meal and had been relying on intravenous nutrition.

“Have you eaten? Let’s eat together.” Angela’s voice was still a bit hoarse.

Upon hearing this, Jessica felt extremely sorry. “I’ve already eaten. You eat it all. It’s all for you.”

Jessica knew that Angela was injured and couldn’t move, so she carefully fed her.

“I must say, your dad is truly despicable. How can he be so cruel to you, his own daughter, right after you woke up?” Jessica expressed indignation, “Honestly, be my dad’s daughter instead. Although my dad is uneducated, he knows how to take care of his daughter.”

The Turner Family amassed their fortune as nouveau riche, possessing wealth but lacking in education. They couldn’t fit into high society as they looked down upon the Turner Family for their lack of educational background.

The same was true at school, where the children of officials and the wealthy were reluctant to play with Jessica, all because of this reason.

Angela quietly sipped her chicken soup and said with a bitter smile, “Thank goodness my isn’t here. Otherwise, he would have beaten me again.”

dad

“What do you mean?”

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cutting ties and removing my household registration, and that’s why I got beaten,” Angela spoke

blood relationships needed to be cut off. Otherwise, they could exploit the family name to perpetually harm

gave a thumbs up.

wait for a time when someone is around before doing

Angela so recklessly. Moreover, someone could have extended

daughter. Who has the right to

stop

Fanny, your brothers would definitely fight to help her,

eyes. Jessica is right. I am beaten almost to death, and my own mother and brothers just stand by, watching coldly, without offering a word of advice. What if it is Fanny… Family ties cannot be forced. How does my present self, trapped by that obsession,

The door of the ward was pushed open a little bit, and Queenie stuck out

was Queenie and moved her body, unexpectedly pulling on her wound, causing her face to turn

said with concern, “Don’t

was in the hospital. She was afraid that Donald and

assured Angela that she would return to visit her later before hurrying off

Angela inquired, “Queenie, how did you know I

her from head to toe, and her eyes instantly welled up with tears. “Relatives from my in–laws came and brought some local specialties. I assumed you were living alone, so I brought some for you. When I went to Grandma’s house, no one was there. Later, I went to school and discovered that you hadn’t attended class for

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you because I was afraid you would worry.” Angela

the truth.” Queenie said with a serious expression, pulling up at chair

hide it, Angela explained everything in detail.

“Angela, you’ve become independent. You kept such a significant matter hidden from us. Are you planning to sever ties with us in the

lost, bowing her head and accepting the scolding. However, she also understood that Queenie was worried

know I was wrong. I have already

her face had grown more gaunt, as if she could be blown away by the wind, Queenie felt a pang of

her best friend at school. Queenie asked, “Where were Uncle George and Aunt Scarlet during

smile and nodded.

didn’t even show up, Queenie tightly clenched her

was a junior and couldn’t blame George for anything.

sorry for Angela.

for a while, Queenie had some matters to