What use was her beauty compared to Helen? What use was her intelligence when she had such parents and such a background? Even if she was good, she could never compare to Helen!
The more she thought about it, the angrier she got and the more heartbroken she became, until she finally broke down in overwhelming sobs.
Seeing her daughter in such a state, Amelia felt a pang in her heart. She wanted to hug her, but from the corner of her eye, she saw Sebastian stand up from the couch.
Amelia's heart skipped a beat and she stopped, looking towards Sebastian.
His face was distorted, fierce, and his eyes glowed menacingly red as his hands clenched into fists. He looked like a man on the verge of turning wild. Scared, Amelia began to cry, "Sebastian… Sebastian… Please listen to me…"