Thinking of those two words, Sylvan Cheney's temple pounded violently.
Jasmine Yale turned her head in fear, not daring to look into his eyes.
He seemed very angry...
"I don't like being in debt to others. My mother taught me since I was a child that if you take others' help, you owe them. If you've taken advantage of them, you'll always feel inferior." She explained to him thinly.
Just like those years when he supported her food, clothing and schooling, when he got angry at her, she hardly dared to talk back.
When he was angry, there was no limit, sometimes he scolded her till she was drenched in cold sweat.
Although sometimes it was indeed her fault, like when she got into a fight with a boy, or when she skipped class... But she was ultimately young and couldn't withstand the scolding.
Most of the time, she didn't dare to talk back and would just hide under the blanket and cry alone.
Afterwards, he would comfort her, but she always felt inferior.
