Spoiled By My Brothers: Return of The Lost Heiress-Chapter 169 - 167

Author’s POV

"Your man?" Seraphina let out a sharp and bitter laugh. She tilted her head, fighting the urge to roll her eyes. "He was supposed to marry the heiress of the Lancaster family. The real and pure blood... The name. You know exactly what I mean. And you—" her voice was laced with mocks, "you are nothing. Not even close to being worthy of Sean, let alone marrying him."

Melissa’s face crumpled, and Sean’s brows drew tight, but Seraphina didn’t move. Her words hung heavy in the air as her eyes dared everyone to open their mouth against her!

"Seraphina!!!" Stephanie’s voice cracked, echoing louder in the room. She shot up from her seat, chest rising and falling fast.

She had been drowned in her guilt for years for not getting to raise her own daughter, but this she couldn’t tolerate. Even if Seraphina was the daughter she had given birth to, she couldn’t just stand there and watch her tear apart the daughter she had raised with her own two hands.

Seraphina was shocked to know that Melissa wasn’t her real daughte. She didn’t know how to react when she first saw her. But she didn’t hate Seraphina. She just couldn’t stand her. Every time she looked at her, she felt immense guilt and wounded for not taking care of her all these years and her own shame staring back at her.

She thought ignoring her would be the best option and pretending Seraphina wasn’t there, and life would move on just as it always had been.

But she hadn’t expected things to get this far, hadn’t thought Seraphina would end up in such dire situation, bullied until all that was left was sharp words and anger.

What worst was that... She was one of them who pushed her to this point!

And now, seeing her standing there, spitting such harsh words... Stephanie felt fear crawl in her chest.

Her throat burned. She wanted to say she had tried, that she had done her best to accept her, that she only loved Melissa more because she didn’t know how to love Seraphina. That she wasn’t cruel... She was just weak. But she couldn’t say any of it in front of everyone.

So instead, as always, she let her temper take over her. "Don’t you dare speak to Melissa like that! Blood doesn’t matter to me... She’s the daughter I raised, the one I recognize as mine. You—" her voice shook, but she pushed herself to be steady, "you are nothing but a stranger to me."

Seraphina’s jaw tightened at her words.

That’s why she never tried to make things good with her mother. Because in her past life, no matter what she did... it was never enough. She would always be compared to Melissa. If Seraphina worked hard, it was still Melissa who shined brighter. If she stayed quiet, she was called ungrateful. If she spoke, she was called disrespectful.

Even when Melissa left them in poverty, Stephanie never criticized her the way she did Seraphina. Her mother’s anger, sharp tongue and her cold eyes were always reserved only for Sera.

Melissa could make mistake after mistake, and still, she would be forgiven, even defended for her very own mother. But Seraphina? One wrong breathe and she was judged by them harshly to the point where she didn’t know what to do anymore.

So, in this life, why would she even try? Why would she waste herself running after a mother who had already chosen her favorite? Seraphina wasn’t blind to it anymore.

Yes, she did feel the pained and hurt of being unwanted by the person she was supposed to call "mother." But her pain was not much as Melissa had thought.

Because she had left those pain far behind, leaving only scars with her. She had already cried in her previous life and begged her mother to notice her. This time, she wouldn’t to such things!

Melissa thought Seraphina would break and beg for her love like before. But Seraphina only felt a dull ache... and then it was all gone.

Because in her heart, she already knew, her mother was never hers to begin with.

"Sean!" Melissa turned to the man in question, who was also standing there in the room with the family. "Tell me, you detest her, right? I mean... you do love me, don’t you?"

"I..." Sean opened his mouth but nothing came out of his mouth.

He was frozen the moment Seraphina had stepped into the Lancaster mansion. His face stiffened, and for a second, he looked like he’d seen a ghost. As if she was not Seraphina herself, but a Goddess that had descended from the heaven.

The truth was, he had always hated Seraphina. Sera was nothing but a burden for me. She was someone people could throw their anger at without guilt. She was like a dumpster, anyone could toss their scorn, their disgust on her, and she would take it without any word. That’s how he always saw her.

And what worst was that the very girl used to follow him around, always hovering near, talking about marriage and professing her love toward him. It disgusted him. Sean could never understand why she clung to him so desperately.

Marry her? Why would any man would marry a girl like that! She was insanely stupid and naïve, with no sense at all? He sneered inside. The thought of marrying her itself was insulting.

But Melissa... Melissa was different. Even if she wasn’t Lancaster by blood, she carried the name, the status in society, the shares in the company and the power. That was what mattered to him. As long as she had that, he didn’t care about anything else. He could accept her, love her, stand beside her.

But Seraphina? She was out of the question.

However, at the moment, he didn’t know what to feel! Seraphina didn’t look like the person whom she remembered! How could anyone not want to marry her?