Chapter 1
On the day my mother passed away, I put on a white dress.
Seven–year–old Santino Soto rushed up and used sharp scissors to tear my skirt apart, then poured a whole bucket of low–quality red paint on me.
“Today was my mother’s birthday, why did you dress so inauspiciously? She hated white the most!”
The son of that person is indeed worthy, as both the father and son have the same person as their
favorite.
My skin broke out in a dense rash due to an allergy, with blood and paint mixed together, and the
wounds on my legs were both painful and itchy.
Santino arrogantly taunted:
“Don’t think that by marrying my father, you become the mistress of this house. That position will always belong to my mother!”
“Shameless third party, don’t ever expect me to acknowledge your identity in this lifetime!”
Looking at this child who clearly has my blood, but crawled out of another woman’s belly, I
suddenly felt very tired.
Originally, bloodline meant nothing, and seven years of nurturing couldn’t warm a heart.
“You don’t have to acknowledge me, because I am about to leave.”
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The pungent paint splattered all over my body and face, causing an itchy sensation that made me furrow my brow.
Santino snorted coldly.
“Serves you right, your face would be better off rotting away.”
“You cunning bitch, thinking that by imitating my mother’s appearance and having others say we look alike, you can replace my mother? Dream on!”
His eyes turned red with anger, as if he had suffered some great humiliation.
I have seen this kind of scene many times.
Every time someone mentions that Santino’s face doesn’t resemble his late mother’s, but instead
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looks more and more like mine, Santino gets angry.
In the past, I would always comfort him, saying that he was just a child of the Soto family, while I was only there because we had spent a long time together.
But today, I just didn’t feel like it and I was tired.
I frowned slightly.
“Who said I had plastic surgery? You used to sleep with your mother’s photo every day, whether I resemble her or not, Santino, you know best.”
“If you don’t believe it, then find a doctor to verify it. Are you sure you really want to hear it?”
Santino was stunned for a moment, and after realizing it, his face turned bright red. He glared at –
me fiercely and ran away.
I sighed and returned to the room, where the servant had already filled the bathtub with bathwater
for me.
I didn’t expect that as soon as I entered, the wound on my leg that was cut by scissors was extremely painful and unbearable, and the skin in other areas was also burning and hurting.
I quickly got out of the bathtub and slipped, falling directly to the ground. My knees immediately
turned purple.
Santino bounced in with a big grin on his face, mockingly laughing.
“Idiot, did you enjoy the feeling of taking a bath in saltwater and chili sauce? This was my act of filial piety towards you, aren’t you touched?”
“You were enjoying everything that belonged to my mother, and now you will pay the price!”
He gave me a disdainful look and, before leaving, dismissed the servant, forbidding her from
helping me up.
I lay on the ground in a disheveled state, watching as the blood stained the water on the ground,
speechless for a long time.
When I had my eggs taken away that year, I also bled so much.
Later, that egg combined with the sperm of the President of the Soto Group and became a test tube baby, which was placed inside the womb of Mrs. Soto, who was naturally without eggs.
Later on, the baby who had half of my blood was born, a boy named Santino.
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Santino of the Soto family, Santino of Mrs. Soto… Santino who hated me to the core.
After washing myself again, I walked out of the bathroom and immediately saw Justus Soto sitting
on the couch.
If Santino’s eyebrows and eyes are similar to mine, then the air of nobility and the arrogant temperament that he exudes completely inherited from the man in front of me.
He glanced at the red rash on my body and said lightly.
“Santino was a bit mischievous this time, he brought you the allergy medicine, eat it, don’t let it affect the evening banquet.”
Even though his ex–wife had passed away, Justus would still host a grand feast at the Soto’s
mansion on her birthday every year, making sure that no one forgets his beloved.
Over the years, I have been extremely cautious in the Soto family, always subconsciously executing his words immediately.
Justus had just taken the medicine when the servant behind him forcefully pressed me onto the sofa, restraining my hands and feet.
Two masked men took out seasoning cups and tattoo needles, and without hesitation, they stabbed into the wound on my leg. I immediately felt a sharp pain, and my face turned pale.
Justus looked down on me from above.
“Santino, although mischievous, you should not have intentionally worn the color that Kiersten dislikes on her birthday. I have said it before, in this house, there should be no presence of anything
that Kiersten does not like.”
“If you did something wrong, you have to accept the punishment.”
An hour later, the original wound turned into a gorgeous and vibrant rose, with blood droplets still not yet dried up at the center of the flower.
That was Kiersten Powell’s favorite flower and color before she passed away.
And on her legs, there were also the same tattoos.
Seeing my pale face, Justus softened his expression and dismissed the crowd.
He knelt down on one knee, gently kissed the rose, his lips tracing a path upwards, tinged with a
hint of desire.
“Remember to wear Kiersten’s favorite red dress tonight. As long as you behave yourself, I might
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consider giving you an egg back.”
“But you were never allowed to be like today again, almost letting Santino know the truth. Santino belongs only to Kiersten, and no one can take her son away from her.”
Justus has always been confident in his abilities and his body.
So on my first day at the Soto family, he had someone take away all of my eggs.
“Only the one who crawled out of Kiersten’s belly is my child.”
“You were entrusted with raising Santino because it was Kiersten’s last wish, and she didn’t trust anyone else, but you must never entertain any delusions.”
His lips were about to wander to the end of my thigh, but this time I didn’t obediently comply like
before, instead, I pushed him away.
“Mr. Soto, I did not wear the red dress, and I did not attend the party.”
“My foster mother passed away today, our agreement is automatically void, I have to leave.”
