But since when had she become like this? Was it when the Wand family became bankrupt? Was it when Sasha had no choice but to stay with the Blackwoods for a year? Or was it when, in spite of Sasha’s family’s bankruptcy, Frederick let her marry his son? She had no idea. All she knew was that Xenia’s attitude towards her became unbearable after Sasha returned from the dead. “How is it, Uncle Jackson? Do you feel any better?” “Yes, much better.

You should head home, Sasha. It’s getting late.” In no mood to listen to any more of his daughter’s constant nitpicking, Jackson wanted to send his niece away as soon as possible. Sasha nodded, packed up her medical kit, and wanted to leave. “Are you in such a rush because you’re going to meet that guy again? You really can’t teach an old dog new tricks, huh. You have already died once and come back to life, yet you’re still choosing to get involved with that man?” Xenia started scoffing again, her words were even more unpleasant than before. If anyone else witnessed her like this, they would never be able to tell that she had received the highest levels of education. At the end of her tether, Sasha glared at her cousin. “

Could you please watch your mouth? Since when I have gotten involved with that man?” “Watch my mouth? Do you think I don’t know that you’ve been going to Frontier Bay every day, and have been asking Mrs. Grint to look after your kids at night? Isn’t that because you went crawling back to him? Do you keep glancing at your watch because you’re late for your session with him? Go on, then! Rush off and go to him, you slut!” Sasha grew red in the face with anger. “You–” She never dreamed that Xenia would dare to say such horrible things. Since when did she become such a vile person? Is this still the Xenia I once knew? Sasha felt a raging fire grow inside of her, but tried to put it out for Uncle Jackson’s sake. “

to leave! You’re just making a fool of

me the fool?” Screaming her head off, Xenia scowled venomously at Sasha as if wishing she could personally chop her up into a hundred tiny pieces. All the blood drained from Sasha’s

reprimanded loudly. Only then did Xenia finally shut up. Breathing a small sigh of relief, Sasha’s grip loosened. “Aunt Sharon…” “That goes for you too. Next time, don’t come over without a valid reason. This house isn’t

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