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Yvonne couldn't remember how many times her grandmother had beaten her.
She had received countless slaps in the face; She admired her own endurance.
"You ungrateful b*tch, what fault do we have for raising you?" The old lady seemed to have been angered by Yvonne's accusations. She was furious, and her chest heaved as she looked at Yvonne.
Yvonne laughed softly and replied, "Everyone has sinned before. Grandma, you can't avoid it either."
"You!" Elaine raised her hand again and wanted to slap her.
Yvonne's gaze turned sharp. She grabbed the old lady's arm and stated coldly, "That's enough."
Elaine paused, staring at Yvonne in front of her, and angrily questioned, "You dare to fight back because you think you've grown up now?"
"I could've fought back long ago," Yvonne responded in a low voice. "I didn't fight back, not because I was afraid of you, nor because I've grown up. It's because I care about you, but you obviously don't care about me."