After all, she and Robert were different; she grew up by her mother's side, and she was her mother's only family.
But, as Robert said, she had endured for so long, and people do have limits!
At least, she felt that she was close to her limit now...
"Mom, open the door! Open the door! Mom!" She knocked a few more times, but there was no response. Clearly, Mrs. Smith had made up her mind to keep her locked in the room!
She slid down the door and sat on the floor. She had just scolded Robert moments ago, but now, it felt like that happened in another lifetime.
She really wanted to see him and her daughter!
Suddenly, as if remembering something important, she leaped to her feet!
Right, she was locked in the master bedroom by Mrs. Smith. And in this bedroom's wardrobe, she remembered...
Emma rushed to the wardrobe door, intending to pull it open. Then, as if recalling something else, she turned back and locked the bedroom door from the inside.
