“What is it?” Jason hurried over to the girl on the bed.
“My father didn’t bother to ask me for my opinion at all. He was standing right outside my door, yet he didn’t even bother to come in and take a look at me.” Mayaboy was disappointed at her father’s acts. After all, she was their daughter—she was someone who shared their blood, a product of both her parents. I understand that they value their sons more than their daughters, but how can they be so cold and heartless toward me?
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