Jacob laughed before quietly saying, "Moreover, you hate him in your heart, and you never treated him as your real father."
"After all, resentment in the heart is like tree rings. It accumulates day after day, year after year. If you can suppress it normally, then everything is fine, but have you ever thought about the consequences if one day you can’t hold it back and all the resentment breaks out?"
Callie gritted her teeth. "What could be the consequence? It will be nothing but my own death," she spat.
"Are you willing to accept that?" Jacob asked back.
"No." Flames of anger rose in both of Callie’s eyes. "I am not willing to accept it. My mother was gentle and kind-hearted. She was very beautiful and gentle, and of a peaceful and kind nature," she proclaimed loudly.