Chapter 118: Self-Inflicted

"Isabella had a rough time that day. She came home all dirty and wet, then fell seriously ill. Mary scolded her, calling her a little beggar, and warned her not to go to messy places again. Look, even after all that, Mary still hasn't realized that her daughter might have been bullied." Timothy stared at Angel with a look that could kill, but Angel wasn't fazed at all. She calmly met Timothy's gaze. "Angel, you're rotten to the core," Timothy concluded. Angel paused for a moment. Since childhood, people around her had always described her as gentle and kind. But ever since Emma stood up for herself, everyone labeled her as "bad". Why? Isabella snatched what rightfully belonged to her. Why did Timothy judge her like this? Angel's face contorted for a moment. "Don't think you two can't be together just because of me. It's you who pushed Isabella away." Timothy's face went blank for a moment. He knew Angel was right. He couldn't blame anyone else. If he had given Isabell