edit, After that day, I was forced to stay with Mr. Eugen. What surprised me was that he never touched me again. Every time we interacted, he showed great restraint, but his concern never wavered. I decided to start doing designs in Mr. Eugen's house. On this day, a sudden phone call interrupted my rhythm.
It was Vicky calling, but what could she want? A hint of confusion flashed in my eyes. Although Vicky knew the whereabouts of my child, I knew she would never easily tell me.
"You need to separate from Claude immediately."
I frowned, feeling uneasy as soon as I answered the phone. How dare Vicky start the conversation with such a harsh tone? What does she think of me?
"Vicky, watch your tone. What gives you the authority to command me?" My tone turned cold. Does Vicky think I'm an easy target? All these years of not fighting back have allowed her to push me to the edge.