Chapter 28

I could not help but find Racquelle's unreasonable rage laughable. If there were one thing that could bring her joy, it would be torturing me. Racquelle enjoyed humiliating me, making sure I had no chance to fight back. She loved it even more when I was forced to play the obedient lapdog she wanted me to be. Her insults toward me were endless, and even when she was not saying a word, her cold, dismissive glare stung the same. Over the years, the humiliation she had inflicted on me had left its mark and burned deep into my memory. As a result, every second spent with her made me feel nothing but disgust. While I was used to her ridicule and bullying, her delusions definitely took the cake. The fact that she believed I stayed with the Smiths out of some affection for her was beyond absurd. I could not understand how someone could be so narcissistic. Nonetheless, I kept a calm expression and shook my head. "Racquelle, the agreement with your father was for me to protect you and prov