Qiao Kou trembled on her knees. "Mother, it's my fault, I…"
"Enough! No more tears!" Madame Qiao snapped, silencing her daughter.
Qiao Kou bit her lips, desperately trying to hold back her tears, but they continued to stream down her face. She couldn't control Qiao Wei or stop her from doing as she pleased. If she had the power to do so, it would be a different story altogether.
But she was bound by the control her lineal mother had over her life. No matter how much pain she felt, she had to suppress it deep within.
She couldn't even defend herself in front of her own father.
As she thought about Qiao Xuan, her emotions welled up. Qiao Xuan had endured far worse circumstances than she had, yet she had managed to rise above it all. She was now surrounded by people who protected and supported her, and her husband was a Provincial Champion.
Jealousy consumed Qiao Kou's heart.
