Josehpine widened her eyes and hollered with dissatisfaction, "Hey, miss care worker, this is my house, not yours. Can you be mindful of your image for a moment?" "God must be blind in giving you such a good figure and a pretty face. Now, you tell me. If you were not that pretentious, why was my brother that cruel to you?" Angeline lifted her head from the sofa, her eyes sorrowful, the tear marks on her face were still wet, she looked hurt, "Why did your big brother dislike me?"

Josephine rolled her eyes, "Even if it were other men, they could not stand your weird, melodramatic behavior. You're not womanly at all."

"Womanly?" Angeline sat upright and asked earnestly, "What does being womanly mean?"

"It's how women carry themselves," Josephine said while demonstrating, "You have to be coy while you speak, your voice has to be tender, you have to be slow when you walk, your waist has to be soft and don't bring all the attention to yourself-no man likes it when a woman takes away his spotlight."

Angeline had goosebumps.

Josephine noticed that she was not quite getting it, so she gave up on saving her, "I'm not related to you, why

am I teaching you all these?"

At that moment, the rain was subsiding, the wind stopped howling, and a ray of light shone from the windows.

toward Angeline, "Miss,

at Josephine, "Josephine, it's

me.

just like Rose's

voice, she

"You are..."

removed her mask, "It's me, your

Josephine gawked at her.

it. She exclaimed in joy, "Big sis, you're back to your old

weakly, "So what if I'm back to my old self, your

years, not being recognized nor cared

out some tissues and wiped the

sorry for how I treated you previously,"

so I

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