Clara's question was like lightning striking a heart. Linda felt numb, unable to answer her daughter's question. Not a single word left her pale lips.
Clara, who saw her mother's reaction, laughed sarcastically. She shook her head with a wry smile.
"So you told Lea about my infertility, then begged that woman to give me her baby?" said Clara with a bitter laugh. It was not the voice of a loving daughter who loved her mother, as her usual self. She behaved like a high schooler who spoke harshly to her rival. "It was great, mom! You embarrassed me in front of her."
Clara gulped. Her face showed a heavy burden, feeling disappointed in her mother. Tears fell off her cheeks. She was disappointed, hurt, and angry at the same time.
Linda knew it well. She felt suffocated and didn't know what to do to make amends.
