Makenna's joy faded away. She glared at the woman fiercely. "Why are you here?"
"I... I came to see you, Makenna. I also brought you some soup." Makayla put on a flattering smile at her and entered the ward.
Seeing that, Makenna seemed to be stimulated. She patted the quilt on her excitedly. "Why did you come in? Get out! You are not allowed to enter. You're covered with bacteria. You'll dirty the air. Get out!"
Upon hearing it, Makayla stiffened, feeling at a loss. "I don't have bacteria. I've changed my outfit. Makenna..."
"Stop calling me Makenna! I don't know you," Makenna interrupted her loudly with a twisted look. "Makayla, remember. I don't allow you to call my first name. You are not my older sister. Understand?"
"I... I..." Makayla lowered her head in sorrow, sobbing in a low voice.
Right then, Mr. Gardner walked in. Seeing the sobbing oldest daughter and the unhappy younger daughter, she frowned.
"What happened? Makayla, tell me. What happened?" Mrs. Gardner wiped Makayla's tears off and asked, feeling sorry.
Makayla pressed her head in Mrs. Gardner's arms. "Mom, should I have not come back?"
"Why do you ask so?" Mrs. Gardner was shocked. In a hurry, she said, "It's your home. Why shouldn't you come back?"
"But... But why does Makenna hate me so much? She doesn't allow me to call her first name and said I was not her sister." Makayla cried sadly.
Mrs. Gardner was taken aback. "Did Makenna say so?"
"Ehn." Makayla nodded.
Mrs. Gardner squinted, looking over at Makenna with a complicated expression.
Makenna felt guilty and turned away, hating Makayla to the core.
How dare this bumpkin complain to her mother!
She had thought Makayla had been living in the countryside, so she might be timid and timorous. However, she had underestimated Makayla. It seemed the latter was pretty good at using her puniness to win over compassion and support from others.
"It's alright, Makayla. You've just come back. Makenna might not get used to it yet. I'll talk to her later." Mrs. Gardner patted Makayla on her back and comforted her gently, "Makayla, please wait for me outside. I'll talk to your sister. We'll go shopping later."
"Okay, Mom." Makayla smiled through tears. She left Mrs. Gardner's arms, gave her the insulation pail, nodded, and left the ward.
Only Mrs. Gardner and Makenna were left there.
Mrs. Gardner put the insulation pail on the nightstand, looking at Makenna unhappily. "What's wrong with you, Makenna? How can you treat your sister that way? Before Makayla returned, wasn't you looking forward to her coming back home? You said you wished to have an older sister who could care about you and protect you. What are you doing now?"
Makenna had never expected Makayla to come back.
She just said those words to please her parents at that time.
However, Makayla indeed had come back home.
Although she thought of that, she couldn't tell her mother about it.
Makenna pinched her hands under the quilt tightly. With reddish eyes, she said in a grievance, "Mom, I didn't mean to do it. I can't accept my sister to be like her. She's bony, short, and bad-looking. She looked so poor. How could she be my sister? Mom, did you make a mistake?"
"How could it be possible? Makayla's eyes are like mine, aren't they?" Mrs. Gardner pointed at her eyes. "Besides, your father has done the paternity test with her. The result shows they are father and daughter. How could she not be Makayla?"
Makenna bit her lower lip. "I can't accept it because so. She can't do anything. When she came home yesterday, she made so many mistakes. I feel ashamed when walking with her. Others will also laugh at our Gardner family for such a disgraceful daughter."
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