Reclaiming What Was Meant to Be Mine

Chapter 6 A Stranger in the Family

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Behind the girl was a refined middle-aged man with a cold and serious expression on his face.

Roslin's gaze was fixed on Linda. Her fingers gradually clenched and her nails deeply dug into her flesh, but she didn't feel the pain because her overwhelming hatred had already covered it.

Linda happily walked up to her. Linda looked like a princess, while Roslin wore old, washed-out clothes from head to toe. They were like the swan and the ugly duckling in a fairy tale, making Roslin feel ashamed of herself.

Linda looked at Roslin. Roslin's fair skin seemed to glow, and her facial features were delicate. She still looked so pretty even in tattered clothes.

Roslin was the most beautiful girl Linda had ever seen, which made Linda feel a bit uncomfortable.

Linda smiled and approached Roslin, held Roslin's arm, and happily said, "Can I call you Rosy?"

"Call me Roslin."

Linda looked disappointed, but quickly showed a sweet smile and said, "Roslin, let me introduce you. This is our Dad, and this is Mom. We'll be living together from now on."

Roslin looked at the familiar but cold-blooded middle-aged couple in front of her. Since Linda came down, Lucinda had never stopped smiling.

As for her father, he was still so cold and serious that even when he saw his long-lost daughter, there was no smile on his face.

This was what happened when she saw her biological parents for the first time. In their eyes, she seemed like a stranger who was related to them by blood, not their long-lost daughter.

On the other hand, Linda, who had no blood relationship with them, seemed more like a family member.

The eighteen years of absence were not just about a good life and education, but more about family love.

At this moment, Roslin realized her awkward position in this family very clearly.

In her past life, she was foolishly thinking that she was her parents' daughter and that they loved her. It took her eight years to realize how ridiculous and sad this idea was.

Lucinda said gently, "Roslin, you need to get along well with Linda from now on. Although she is not our child, we have decided to adopt her. She is your elder sister now, so take good care of her, okay?"

This statement was so ridiculous.

"I've only heard of older sisters taking care of younger sisters, not the other way around."

Lucinda's smile froze.

Linda immediately held Roslin's arm and said coquettishly, "Mom, I'm already an adult and don't need anyone to take care of me. Roslin just came to our house, so it's my responsibility to take care of her. Humph, you think I'm too fragile."

Lucinda was immediately amused and pinched her nose indulgently.

John, the head of the family who had not spoken all this time, finally said, "You've grown up now."

Then he turned to Roslin and said, "This is your home from now on. If you need anything, just tell your mother and she will buy it for you."

"Okay, we're done with the introductions, so I'll take Roslin upstairs to her room now."

Linda didn't even ask for Roslin's opinion and just pulled Roslin upstairs.

Seeing how eager Linda was, Lucinda smiled and said, "Look at her."

Her tone was full of indulgence.

But when she looked at Roslin, her tone became unusually cold. "If you don't like anything, tell us and we'll change it."