From Sneers to Cheers: Anthea’s Ascent (Anthea ) novel Chapter 535

Sandra continued, her tone unwavering, “And another thing—if you hadn’t agreed to break off the engagement, if you’d just reached out and helped the Christensen family when they were struggling, the worst they would’ve done was cut ties with your father and me. They never would’ve turned their backs on you, their future daughter-in-law. Don’t you see? They were testing us to see what kind of person you really are.”

She paused, but her gaze was sharp. “But what did you do, Rebecca? Not only did you insist on breaking things off, but you also badmouthed Adah and Karen! Let’s be honest, you only have yourself to blame. You disappointed them—that’s why their hearts turned cold.”

Sandra’s words struck deep, each syllable slicing through the polished image Rebecca had worked so hard to maintain, laying bare the ugliest, most rotten parts of her soul.

Rebecca was shaking with rage. She never expected Sandra, instead of taking responsibility or thinking of ways to win Sherman back, would shove all the blame onto her!

What kind of mother does that?

“Shut up!” Rebecca screamed, her voice cracking. “Just shut up! This is your fault! All of it! Nineteen years ago, you didn’t even bother raising me. Nineteen years later, you destroy my chance at happiness. Why don’t you just die?”

Sandra blanched, stunned speechless. She couldn’t believe those words had just come from her own daughter.

Was this really her child standing in front of her?

Even Anthea, when she left the Morris family, had bowed her head in gratitude for the years of care she’d received.

Tears welled in Sandra’s eyes. “Rebecca… how could you say that to your father and me? It’s not like we mixed up our children on purpose! Do you think we wanted any of this?”

Rebecca stared at her, a chilling thought flashing through her mind—what if Sandra simply vanished? If Sandra were gone, she’d be all alone in the world…

The Morris and Christensen families had been close for years. Surely, if she was left without anyone, the Christensens wouldn’t have the heart to abandon her. Maybe, out of sympathy, they’d take her back in.

And then, she’d be Sherman’s fiancée once more. After all, she hadn’t wanted to break off the engagement in the first place.

When she returned, Sandra was lounging on the sofa, playing a game on her phone.

Rebecca poured her a glass of water. “Here, Mom. Drink this—it’s good for your digestion in the morning.”

Sandra took the glass and drank it down.

Rebecca’s eyes narrowed slightly. “By the way, Mom, I need to head out for a bit. There’s broth simmering on the stove—just let it cook for another hour, then remember to turn off the heat. I won’t be home for lunch, so help yourself to the soup.”

“Alright,” Sandra nodded.

Rebecca picked up her bag. Before she left, she glanced back at the pot gently bubbling on the stove.