Anya continued walking downhill as she laughed disdainfully. "Why? Because you're the child I adopted! My belongings, even if they're not the best, are still mine. I won't allow anyone to take what's mine!" Joey's eyes were filled with resignation and despair. "But...you don't like kids at all... You don't like me. Why can't you let me stay with my mommy and daddy..."

When Anya realized that Joey was not referring to her as his mommy, her irritation spiked as she slammed Joey fiercely onto the ground.

"What did you say? Who did you call your mommy?"

The mountain path was rugged with plenty of brambles. After being roughly thrown to the ground, Joey's exposed skin was pierced by some sharp prickles. This caused him to wince in pain.

As if that was not enough, Anya kicked his stomach harshly. "You little brat! Who were you calling 'mommy'?!"

Joey was not able to speak anymore. He could only cry silently inside.

Anya was still unsatisfied and stomped

in that miserable orphanage, barely surviving. You might've succumbed to a disease and not even be alive today! How dare you be so ungrateful and look down on me?! You'd rather accept that b*tch Corinne as your mommy than me?! I was the one who was kind-hearted enough to adopt you! Did she

He felt that his life had come to an end and used his last bit of strength to

She'll do anything to secure her position as Jeremy's wife. You really think she sees you as her son? She has her own kids, so

in the eyes, Joey stubbornly defended

doesn't see me as her son, she at least...respects me... She's better than you.

in Anya. She gritted

longer recognize me as your adoptive mother, I might as well send you straight

how much time passed, but Joey stopped moving. Only

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