Chasing My Pregnant Wife (Rosalie and Theodore)
Chapter 575

"You were worried I'd have a hard time, so you abandoned me? Did you think I had it great with you? You should know what my life was like when you adopted me. You were often drunk, and took your anger out on me. I did all the housework until my hands were raw. Even though you took all of my parents' compensation money, you wouldn't even pay for my school supplies. I was ostracized in class, and you never cared." "Are you complaining about me?" Laila growled. "I did adopt you, after all! Without me, you'd have been homeless."

"And you have the nerve to say that?" Rosalie retorted. "You spent all my parents' compensation money! You know exactly why you adopted me."

Laila's face darkened. "How can you say that? I didn't adopt you just for the money! I'm your closest relative, so of course I should be the one to take you in. Since I did take you in, why shouldn't I use the money? After all, I was taking care of their daughter. You're a living, breathing person. What does that money matter?" Rosalie laughed bitterly. "You really have some nerve. I don't want to waste my breath on you."

No matter what she said, Laila would always counter and refuse to admit her faults. Still, Rosalie knew exactly what kind of person her aunt was.

"You should rest and get well. Goodbye."

"Rosalie!" Laila yelled after her. "How can you treat me like this? After so many years, is this the treatment I get?"

"What do you expect? Should I be grateful to you? Is that what you want?"

Laila's anger flared. "You blame me for abandoning you and spending all the money, but if I hadn't done that, would you be living this good life now? Would you be a wealthy lady? You've become a high-society matron, all thanks to me! You don't thank me, and you treat me like this. You're ungrateful!"

Rosalie snorted. "You mistreat me, and still expect gratitude? I really have no words for you. Call me ungrateful if you like. I've done what I could. I paid your hospital bills, and that's the only thing I can and am willing to do for you. As for everything else, you're on your own."

Seeing Rosalie's cold demeanor, Laila was furious. However, she didn't dare to lash out. After all, Rosalie held the power now.

As Rosalie was about to leave, Laila shouted, "I was wrong! I'm really sorry! Can you forgive me?"

Rosalie paused at the door, and turned back. "Alright, I forgive you."

Laila fell silent, taken aback by Rosalie's straightforward forgiveness. "Are you serious?"

"Yes, I am."

"That's great!" Laila said with a smile. "Since you've forgiven me, there's no more conflict between us. Could you...could you lend me some money?"

Rosalie sneered. "So now that I've forgiven you, you want to borrow money?"

"I'm your aunt! Since you've forgiven me, we're family."

"Family? Forgiveness? What do they have to do with this? Yes, you're my aunt, but forgiving you doesn't mean I'll lend you money, nor does it mean I want any further connection with you. I did it to put myself at ease, not to forget what you've done. I don't want to see you again. You're on your own!" Rosalie said firmly.