Chapter 3
Greta took my words as a final act of defiance. She snorted at me and carefully placed the agreement in her small safe, treating it like a treasure. “I won’t regret this. Without your intervention, I’ll live more freely and happily.”
She casually tossed her school uniform aside, jumped onto the bed, grabbed her tablet, and started playing a game. “Come online. I’m going to have a good enough time playing today.” She gave me a smug look as if waiting for me to say something to stop her.
She had astigmatism since birth, and by the time she was in second grade, her vision had deteriorated to 400 degrees. To protect her eyesight, I spent thousands of dollars on corrective lenses and strictly regulated her screen time on phones and tablets to prevent further damage to her eyes.
But Rose thought I was overreacting. “You think playing on a phone can blind her? Nonsense.” She even gave Greta another phone and deliberately said, “Greta, this is the new phone I bought you a few days ago. Play as much as you want. No one can stop you.”
In the past, their behaviors would have infuriated me, but now, I didn’t care at all.
What Greta had said spurred me on. I thought, “Instead of pushing her, I should push myself.”
In my previous life, I gave up my career to take care of her. I had received job offers from several big companies, but I turned them down to focus on her life and studies. This time, I was going to rewrite my own story.
My best friend, Nora Evans, heard that I wanted to find a job, and she was thrilled. “Blanca, you should have done this long ago. Why stay with those ungrateful people and waste your youth?” Even she saw things more clearly than I did.
Nora and I made plans to meet for dinner. It wasn’t even eight o’clock when I got a call from Rose. The moment I answered, Rose’s angry voice came through. “Where the hell are you? We’re starving!”
I cut into a piece of steak and put it in my mouth. “What does that have to do with me?”
Rose instinctively retorted, “How doesn’t it? You used to cook for us!”
5:53 AM
I shrugged. “You are not disabled. Can’t you cook for yourselves? You said that you came to the city to help me take care of the kid and do household chores. If you can’t, go back to the countryside with Frank.” With that, I hung up and continued discussing my new job with Nora.
Fortunately, with my solid qualifications, the company quickly responded, offering me a position with a monthly salary of 12 thousand dollars and weekends off. When I signed the contract, I felt a huge weight lifted off my shoulders. For the first time in a long while, I felt relaxed.
In the past, I had always focused on improving Greta’s grades and taking care of my family, but I had only neglected my own well–being.
Being with Nora made me realize how fulfilling and vibrant my life could be.
After parting ways with Nora and returning home, I found the house in a mess. Phillip sat on the sofa with a straight face. Seeing me come in,
he shot me a cold look.
