Chapter 2Rebirth: My Father Is a Cross-Dressing Master

When my mom heard this, she was unhappy. She said, "Mom, Siena is not a wild child. She is my daughter!"

"I don't care if she is your child or not. I only recognize the Smith family's bloodline."

"I'm telling you today. If you can't bear children, you will end up like her, so you'd better leave now!!!"

My mom fell to the ground in despair. Sorrow engulfed her.

She had been married to Matthew for five years, taking care of a grand family with all her heart and effort. At a young age, she had turned herself into an old hag.

But in my grandmother's eyes, no matter how well my mom did, a woman who couldn't have children was worthless.

Moreover, my mother was carrying a burden.

As soon as I came to this family, Emery didn't hide her malice towards me at all.

When my mom was not around, she didn't even give me food to eat.

I was so hungry that I had to fight with a group of chickens for leftovers. There was no extra room for me to stay at home. She lied to my mom, saying that I could sleep with her.

In reality, she sent me to sleep in a pigsty. On freezing nights, I could only curl up and cover myself with a few dry grasses.

She woke me up and sent me to do work before dawn.

She was afraid that my mom would find out that she was abusing me.

I had never told my mom about these things. I didn't want to cause her more trouble.

Emery had always despised my mom for not giving birth to a child.

The greatest humiliation she had inflicted upon my mom was that she made the decision herself and found a new wife for Matthew, regardless of my mom's feelings.

Matthew's new wife was called Scarlett Cork, and Emery liked her very much.

Scarlett had a big and round butt.

In the eyes of the older generation, a woman with a big butt and a round waist was good at giving birth.

So Emery brought Scarlett home.

The way she treated Scarlett was different from how she did to my mother. Reluctant to let Scarlett do heavy work, she treated her well. She provided her with delicious food and drinks every day, cherishing her like a treasure.

But she couldn't bear to let my father divorce my mom. If my mom left, no one would do the housework at home.

While my mom worked herself to death as free labor, all Scarlett needed to do was eat and drink well and give birth to a bot for the Smith family as soon as possible.

My grandmother was planning to give my mom's and Matthew's room to Scarlett as a bridal chamber. She was waiting for the day when Scarlett was pregnant. Then she could openly kick my mom out.

I was the only one who knew that Emery would never realize her wish of having a chubby grandson.