"What are you saying?"
"I am saying that Mother is ill—critically ill. I know you and I, and you and Mother, have never had a good relationship; in fact, one could say it is abysmal. But regardless, you were born from her womb. You are mother and daughter by blood. Now that she is deathly ill, can you not even go to see her? Must you stare at your pathetic trinkets day in and day out, ignoring all family ties just to increase your strength?"
Yueye’s voice was filled with intense resentment and hatred. She was choking back sobs, her voice hoarse, her eyes bloodshot, and tears streamed down her face—it was clear she had been weeping for a long time.
Chapter 39