After speaking, she pushed the door open, intending to end this pointless conversation.
"Ugly woman, stop right there."
Scarlett Yates had just stepped one foot into the room when the arrogant voice of Rose Yates came from behind her. This time, however, it lacked its usual haughty momentum and even carried a hint of sobbing.
Rose Yates was crying?
Scarlett was taken aback. She was stunned for a few seconds before turning around.
Sure enough, Rose was crying, her eyes were red, and tears were welling up in her eyes. She bit her lip stubbornly, holding her head high, resisting letting them fall.
This was something Scarlett had not expected.
She observed in surprise, looking at the small face outside the door that clearly wanted to cry yet desperately held back, frowning slightly as she leaned against the doorframe without speaking.
The proud Little Princess was actually crying.
