Not One, But Two!

Chapter 240

Taking a sip of warm water, Abigail sat on the couch and watched as Emma cried while pouring some water. Then, in an incredibly aggrieved manner, the latter started to pour the water between two cups to lower the temperature. Abigail didn't feel happy upon seeing that, but she thought that Emma could still be saved.

At least this woman still knew that she had to bow down when she was under someone else's roof, judge the situation and understand what she should do. Therefore, she wasn't completely dumb.

There was something which baffled Abigail, though. Even though she wasn't Philip's real daughter, in Sasha and Emma's eyes, she was Philip's daughter and Emma's real sister. So, what was so fun about bullying her back then?

Abigail felt uneasy and stuffy in her chest, without a single shard of excitement and exhilaration.

Stealing a glance at the blisters on the back of Emma's hand, Abigail let out a sigh in the end, got up and brought the first aid kit over.

Finally, Emma was able to lower the temperature of the water, and although her hand was burning with pain, she had an indescribable feeling in her heart.

For her, this was the first time she did something without Sasha by her side, and she couldn't help but feel happy.

"I did it! Abigail Kain, I did it!"

With the cup in her hand, Emma ran out in excitement, but when she saw Abigail's rather indifferent face, she suppressed all her happiness abruptly.

"What did you call me?"

Hurriedly, Emma lowered her head and said softly, "A-Allie."

"You're already grown up, so learn some etiquette and manners from now on. Drink the water."

Stunned, Emma blurted, "Huh?"

At first, she thought that Abigail wanted to torture her, but she was asking her to drink the water instead.

"What are you gawking at? Finish it quickly. Your lips are already peeling. Really, what's going on in your mind all day?"

Hearing her say this, Emma suddenly felt a strange twang in her heart; an inexplicable emotion which she didn't understand was swirling inside her, but she still finished the water as told.

Seeing that she had finished the water, Abigail said curtly, "This is the first aid kit and there's a burn gel inside. Take care of your wounds by yourself."

"I don't know which is the burn gel."

"Don't you have eyes? Don't tell me that you can't read. Find it yourself!"

Abigail's tone was a little fierce, and the inexplicable feeling Emma had earlier all washed away without a trace.

All Abigail knows is to bully me. My hand is really painful! she cried silently. Isn't she a doctor? What's the big deal for her to look for the burn gel and apply it on me? Now, she's actually asking me to search for it by myself, but there are so many medications here. How long will it take me to find it?

Looking into Emma's eyes, Abigail already knew what the other woman was thinking about, and she sniggered, "So be it if you don't want to look for it. It's not a problem if you leave a scar on your hand after this. It's not my hand, anyway."

"I'll look for it myself!" After hearing that, Emma quickly stopped her hand that wanted to take away the first aid kit.

However, Abigail said coldly, "Know your place now. Do you still think that you're the young lady of the Kain Family and everything you want is given to you on a silver platter? I'm telling you, Emma Kain. From now on, you have to learn to be independent. I have been nice enough to the lot of you by promising that I'll take care of the mess in the Kain Family, but don't imagine that I'll provide you with a luxurious life and meticulous care. After all, we don't have such a deep sisterly bond."

After saying her piece, Abigail got up. Emma bit her lower lip in anger, but she knew what Abigail said was true.

At a time like this, she couldn't do anything to make Abigail unhappy. Despite that, there were so many types of gels. How was she supposed to find it? In addition, the burning pain on the back of her hand made her cry again, and it seemed like she hadn't stopped crying since the troubles broke out.

Watching Emma as she dragged the first aid kit, Abigail then checked the time and saw that it had started to rain outside. Emotionlessly, the latter said, "After you've applied the cream, go to the kitchen and ask the servants what's for lunch. You can help to prepare the ingredients or something. If you can't do it, then get lost. Don't even think about loafing on the job and slipping away. There are surveillance cameras everywhere in this place. If I'm unsatisfied…"

Even though Abigail didn't complete her sentence, Emma already knew what she wanted to say.

It hadn't been easy for Emma to find this place, and she was finally able to instill just enough sympathy in Abigail to help her and Philip. Even if she felt wronged, she knew that she had to bear with it.

Never did she imagine that she would be doing the job of a servant one day.

Just you wait, Abigail Kain! she cursed in anger. Once I've made a thorough comeback, I won't let the grievances I suffered today be in vain.

Since this woman wasn't scheming to begin with, everything that was on her mind was written on her face, and Abigail knew what she was thinking about with just one look at her face.

With a sneer, she said, "Emma Kain, if you would like to have revenge for the humiliation you suffered today, then you'll have to get strong quickly. At the end of the day, it won't work if you rely on the help of others. Only by getting strong yourself can you do as you wish in everything. Look at me—I fought for everything that I own now. Even without Greg's help, I'm still able to crush you to pieces under my feet. What can you do? I'm not afraid of your revenge, and neither am I afraid that you're going to hate me. If you're really capable, I'll wait for the day you become strong enough to stand up and declare war with me."

"I'll do it! Just you wait!"

Almost exploding from anger, Emma thought to herself, She's so f*cking insulting!

However, she was still rational, so she hurriedly added, "But you shouldn't leave me and Dad in the lurch because of this."

"That depends on your performance," Abigail answered and went upstairs, leaving Emma on the spot and making her so mad that she almost passed out there and then.

Abigail Kain, just you wait and see!

Holding this anger in her chest, Emma applied the gel herself and went to the kitchen. Although she was rude to the servant, she still sat down and started preparing the ingredients.

In the past, she only knew to eat when she was hungry and never knew how the food was prepared, not to mention that picking the vegetables would have so many requirements. Emma almost threw a fit, but when she reminded herself of her current situation, she could only bear with it.

Initially, the servants were cautious, afraid that she would throw a tantrum, especially when the vegetables which started out fresh ended up almost inedible after being picked by her. Despite that, it was as though Emma was having a fight with herself. Ignoring everyone else, she would repeat the second time if she couldn't do it well the first time, and soon, almost all the vegetables ended up destroyed.

With no idea how to salvage the situation, the servant went to look for Abigail upstairs.

"Dr. Kain, please ask that young lady to leave the kitchen. She has almost completely destroyed the ingredients we bought this noon. If this continues, we'll have nothing to eat for lunch."

Thinking that Emma was doing something on purpose, Abigail went downstairs and found out that Emma was actually working seriously, but the results were a forlorn sight.

"Emma Kain, are you planning to skip lunch with what you're doing?" Abigail asked emotionlessly, and it immediately sparked Emma's temper.

"What exactly do you want? I've never done all these before!"

"Learn it if you've never done it before! Do you know how to eat with a fork right after you were born? Why are you raising your voice? Do you really think that you can call the shots if you raise your voice? Go away!" This is property © of NôvelDrama.Org.

Abigail gave Emma a kick on the back of her calf, and the latter burst into tears again from the pain.

"Keep those tears away!"

The sight of her crying was a little frustrating to Abigail, and she added, "All you do is cry, but can that solve anything? If it could, then go and cry in front of Jonathan Fraser to see if he can clear your name. You can also try crying at the police station to see if you can get Philip out by crying."

Abigail's words hit the sadness in Emma's heart, and tears fell out of her eyes like a dripping tap as she glared at Abigail furiously. If looks could kill, she had probably torn Abigail to a thousand pieces already.

On the other hand, this type of glare had no effect on Abigail, and she said to the servant at the side, "Go and catch a break. I'll prepare lunch today."

Startled, the servant said anxiously, "Dr. Kain, you shouldn't be doing this."

"It's fine. I'll speak to Teal later."

Hearing her assurance, the servant then left the kitchen and Abigail put on the apron. Casting a glance at Emma, Abigail said in indifference, "You can't even learn the basics of cooking by yourself. Are you going to starve to death after leaving the Kain Family?"

"I can eat outside," Emma argued in disgruntlement.

Snorting, she pointed out, "Go and eat outside, then. Do you have money on you, though?"

Abigail's words pierced through Emma because the latter had never lacked money before in her life. But now, all her cards had been frozen and her home was seized, and she really didn't have the money for food now.

In spite of that, she felt unjustified if she admitted defeat just like this. "You're only great at criticizing me, as if you're a great cook yourself," Emma snapped back angrily.

Indifferently, Abigail uttered, "I think you forgot that you and your mom got me to prepare breakfast for you guys since I was seven."

When the words left her lips, Emma was stumped, and images of Abigail when she was seven popped up in her mind unwittingly.

At that time, Abigail could not even reach the counter, and she needed a small stool to clean the vegetables and for cooking. Emma could still remember that she went to steal a look at Abigail the first time she was cooking, and the back of her hand had a red patch because the hot oil had splashed on it, but nobody cared.

After that, Emma couldn't remember how Abigail's hand recovered, but she could remember her reddened eyes as she tried her best to tolerate the pain.

Did Mom and I really bully her so badly in the past? Emma wondered.

All of a sudden, she was at a loss for words, and she wasn't so angry that Abigail made things difficult for her on purpose anymore.

Hence, she watched as Abigail skillfully cleaned the vegetables, prepared the water to boil pasta and started to go through the vegetables that were ruined by Emma. Then, Abigail started to work, and her moves were so deft that Emma was very impressed.

If Abigail is in my state today, she definitely won't have ended up as sorry as me, would she?

After Emma realized this point, she started to feel a little inferior. It turns out that I'm really bad.

Compared to Abigail, it seemed like she didn't know anything. She was nothing, without even the most basic skills to take care of her own daily life.

In that instant, Emma wondered if she should hate Sasha, but the way she looked at Abigail was a little different.

Although Abigail sensed the change in her eyes when Emma looked at her, she wasn't that affected by it and said nonchalantly, "Come here. I'll show you what salt and other condiments are."

Immediately, Emma froze. As though something had hit her suddenly, she hurriedly asked, "Are you going to make me learn cooking? Abigail Kain, I don't want to!"