She’s Back, and Hell’s Coming with Her novel Chapter 60

Sommer’s eyes burned red with fury as she screamed, her rage so intense it seemed she might tear the girl in front of her limb from limb.

Sabrina met her glare with chilling calm. “If I’m a little monster, then what does that make you?”

Then she pointed upward. “If there’s a God who sends down lightning, He strikes the wicked and unjust. If He’s going to punish me, He’ll strike the ones who hurt me first.”

“You—you—you brat! How dare you call me a monster?” Sommer was so enraged she forgot all sense of composure.

She spun toward Desmond. “Darling, do you hear what utter nonsense she’s spewing?”

Desmond was already seething at his daughter’s behavior. Hearing Sommer spit out words like “monster,” “brat,” and “nonsense” with such vulgarity made his blood pressure spike even higher. Since when had his elegant wife turned into a shrew? A woman of her standing using language like that—how was that even possible?

Across from them, Sabrina let out a cold laugh. “You don’t bother asking what happened. You just raise your hand and hit me. Have you ever treated me like your daughter? Or even like a person? You think being older gives you the right to do whatever you want—who are you to judge me?”

“You call yourself a mother? Is this how a mother speaks to her child? You don’t even care what actually happened. You just hit and shout and think I deserve it? On what grounds do you treat me like this?”

Sommer’s blood boiled at every word Sabrina threw back.

Celine tried to step forward to intervene, but the sharp pain in her knee forced her to double over, unable to stand straight. Staying bent, she called out anxiously, “Mom, don’t blame Sabrina! It was my fault—I got hurt by accident. It’s all on me, please don’t yell at her anymore. If you have to be angry, be angry at me.”

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