Chapter 52 Find a Way to Teach Yuna


    Chapter 52 Find a Way to Teach Yuna


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    “You hit me before! You treat me so badly! I don’t want a mommy like you!” Yuna used me, her face filled with hurt.


    I saw her eyes turn red, and after a brief silence, I lowered my gaze, thinking. “Did your teacher ever teach you to respect your parents? I used to spoil you because I love you. But now, I just want you to understand that I also need your love in return.”


    Yuna blinked a few times, then, without warning, she leaped into my arms and hugged me tightly. “Mommy, will you still love me like you did before?”


    Holding her small body close, I sighed inwardly. Even though I had been strict and distanttely, carrying the pain of my past life and wanting to teach her better, I couldn’t deny that she was still the daughter I had loved for so many years.


    I could never truly push her away. I just needed to find a better way to guide her.


    “Yuna, no matter what happens, I will always love you. But I also hope that you can return my love and try to understand the struggles I face,” I said, gently stroking her hair.


    Yuna stared at me, wide–eyed. Then, after a moment, she gave a small nod. “Okay, Mommy. I will.”


    And just like that, I took her home. I thought my previous lessons had finally made an impact. Yuna seemed more well–behaved than before. At least, she wasn’t throwing tantrums like she used to.


    That night, I gave her a bath, let her y in bed for a while, then headed into the bathroom to wash up myself.


    When I finished my shower and stepped out, I noticed something strange. Yuna was gone. My chest tightened. I hurried to her bedroom, but she wasn’t there. Just as panic started to set in, I heard her voiceing from the movie room.


    The sound of cartoons filled the space, along with Yuna chatting on the phone.


    “Robot toys? Do they really dance and talk? That sounds amazing! I want one! Queena, when are youing back? You promised to take me to the zoost time. Do you still remember?


    “If only my mommy were as kind as you. She’s been so moodytely.


    “Then make sure to tell my daddy. He has to teach Mommy a lesson. She can’t be so mean to me.


    <i>“</i>Oh! When you return, it’ll be almost your birthday! I asked Grandma for some allowance because I want to get you a present.


    “You want me to draw something for you?


    “All right! I’ll draw a rose for you and even make a ne. Does that sound good?”


    Hearing this, my face darkened, and I quietly turned back to my room without saying a word.


    A short whileter, Yuna returned and spotted me sitting in front of my makeup mirror. Without hesitation, she ran over and started ying with my cosmetics. “Mommy, when will you buy me a lipstick?


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    Chapter 52 Find a Way to Teach Yuna


    I also want to wear your perfume!”


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    I grabbed a bottle of baby lotion and gently rubbed it on her face and arms. “Go to sleep first. I will finish


    soon.”


    “Mommy, I was just watching cartoons.” Yuna, maybe feeling a little guilty, suddenly told me.


    I gave her a nod. “All right, sleep early. You have school tomorrow.”


    Yuna didn’t think much of it. She climbed into my bed and quickly drifted off, but I couldn’t fall asleep.


    Queena’s birthday wasing up, and Yuna, being so thoughtful, remembered to prepare a present for


    her.


    My birthday was in November. Last year, at my celebration, Yuna got upset and cried because I didn’t let her blow out the candles, my brother did instead. She was so frustrated that she burst into tears, and in the end, there weren’t even any presents.


    People really were different. At such a young age, Yuna was already so considerate of Queena. But when it came to me, all she wanted was my endless love, without giving anything in return.


    The next morning, I dropped Yuna off at school before diving into work.


    For the hotel’s lobby and corridor design, I enlisted the expertise of a Francia designer. The romantic style, along with the beautifully matched colors, created an elegant and sophisticated atmosphere.


    Handling countless little tasks could be draining, but I dedicated myselfpletely to my job. I refused to stop halfway. I was also pushing my own limits. I couldn’t believe that someone who was once a top student like me could be incapable.


    Before I knew it, time had passed, and Shawn came back from his business trip. He reached the office in the afternoon, still looking sharp, though there was a trace of tiredness on his striking face. He workedte into the night, not stopping until nine.


    In the afternoon, the driver picked up Yuna and brought her to thepany. She stayed in Shawn’s office, spending a lot of time with Queena. When I came from Apex Hotel, I found Queena teaching Yuna how to sing. Yuna waspletely focused and eager to learn.


    The moment Queena spotted me, she quickly stood up. “Mrs. Hartwell, are you here to take Yuna home?”


    “Mommy, can Ms. Tackman sing with me a little longer?” Yuna looked so happy, clearly not ready to leave just yet.


    I gave her a nod. “Of course. Keep singing and have fun. I’ll be heading first. You can ride home with Daddyter