Chapter 1The Crab Feast Betrayal

In the third year after breaking up with my childhood sweetheart, my mom cooked his favorite King Crab Legs.

"Jenna, get up today, don't make a scene with her."

Zoe is my mom's favorite student, Peter is the boy I loved for ten years.

Seeing me sitting in a wheelchair without saying a word.

My mom raised her volume, attempting to cover up her guilty conscience:

"Zoe changed your college application back then for your own good. But being a conflict journalist was your choice, you can't blame others."

I just smiled and said calmly:

"Yeah!"

"The past cannot be reversed, but I am ultimately heading forward!"

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Seeing that I didn't lose my temper, nor hysterical like before.

My mom was still worried and continued to beat around the bush:

"Zoe and Peter have a very good relationship as husband and wife, you can't be the third party stepping in, I can't afford to lose face."

My mom has always been like this.

Always standing on the outsider's side.

Treating her biological daughter as an enemy who needs to be guarded against.

Peter met me first clearly.

We are neighbors, childhood sweethearts.

Grew up holding hands.

He kissed me under the jacaranda tree, confessed to me.

We have always liked each other.

He said, he would definitely marry me.

But as a high school teacher, my mom brought the underprivileged student Zoe home.

From that day on, she pervaded every corner, inserting herself into the world of me and Peter.

My mom took half the credit.

Whether I went to the library or went shopping with Peter, she made me take Zoe along.

Even their witness at the wedding was my mom.

I tore open a bag of cucumber-flavored chips, my gaze plain.

"Mom, you are so worried, why force me to come back to recuperate?"

"Damn girl, wings hardened, dare to talk to me like this."

She habitually acted fiercely, wanting to poke my forehead.

I turned my head to dodge.

Someone pressed the passcode lock outside the door.

My mom put on a smiling face and went to welcome them.