One-Nigth Stand Becomes The Beginning Of Happines

Chapter 2

Sera was now standing in front of her house, a heavy sigh escaping her lips once again. It was as if she was preparing her heart to receive insults from her mother.

With heavy steps, she entered the house.

Smack!

A hard slap landed on Sera’s cheek the moment she stepped inside.

Sera gave a bitter smile, her gaze sharp. It was not a warm welcome upon returning home, but a slap from her own mother. Beside her mother stood Olivia, wearing a sneering, irritated expression because Sera’s late return had prevented her from spending time with her friends.

“What have you been doing out there? Didn’t I tell you to come home early, Sera! You didn’t even come home all night—did you sell yourself?” Margaret scolded Sera, who she had been waiting for since last night, yet she did not return until this morning. “You’re free to do whatever you want, but remember to give your money to me!”

Sera was furious and deeply hurt by her mother’s words, accusing her of selling herself. There was not even a hint of worry about Sera being gone all day—only the money mattered. Her mother did not care how Sera earned it.

However, such treatment was nothing new to Sera; she had endured it many times before. Still, Sera no longer wanted to be treated this way, not even by her own biological mother.

“I won’t give you anything anymore—either of you! If you want money, work for it, or Mother can make her beloved child work. Stop asking me all the time! I also have rights to what I earn!” Sera said loudly. She no longer wanted to be used by her mother.

“You insolent brat! I am your mother, Sera, and you are Olivia’s older sister. It’s only right that you earn money for us!” Margaret snapped angrily at her first daughter.

“Sister, why are you so cruel to me? I’m your younger sister. I can’t work yet. I dream of becoming a model, so I have to take care of my body. I can’t work hard like you,” Olivia added, looking at Sera as if belittling her.

“A model? With your arrogant attitude, I’m sure no agency would ever accept you,” Sera retorted angrily at her younger sister.

Olivia grew irritated and whined to Margaret, causing Sera to receive another slap.

“You truly are a disrespectful child, Sera. You should be supporting your sister’s dreams!” Margaret, already furious, grabbed a belt and whipped Sera hard.

Meanwhile, Olivia seemed pleased with what Sera received—a punishment she thought was well deserved.

Sera screamed in pain, but she did not fight back or run away from Margaret’s abuse. She let her mother do whatever she wanted to her, even if it meant killing her.

“Mom, that’s enough. If my sister dies, it’ll be troublesome—we won’t be able to get money from her anymore,” Olivia said, stopping Margaret.

“You’re right. Look, your sister is so kind to you, yet you, as the older sister, are truly heartless!” Margaret said, glaring sharply at Sera, as if what she had done was still not enough. “Remember what I told you. You must hand over all your salary—every last bit! If you’re late or if it’s less than usual, and you don’t want to be punished like this again!”

Margaret snatched the bag beside Sera and took Sera’s money without leaving her a single bill.

“What did you use this money for? Why is the amount less?!” Margaret asked irritably, displeased that it was not as much as usual. Sera refused to answer, because no matter what she said, her mother would still be angry.

“Enough, Mom. Just let it go. After all, Sister Sera has already received her punishment,” Olivia said gently.

Margaret, who had intended to whip Sera again, stopped after hearing Olivia’s words. She walked away without sparing Sera another glance, while Olivia smiled at Sera, who lay weak on the floor.

Olivia crouched down, looking at Sera with a sly smile, while Sera returned her gaze with eyes full of anger.

“Mother only loves me. But don’t worry, Sister—I’ll be the one who loves you. I’ll give you medicine for these wounds so you can work hard again.”

Olivia then left Sera behind. Meanwhile, Sera cried quietly, enduring the pain she suffered. The house fell silent, with only Sera’s sobs echoing, painfully heartbreaking.

With her weakened body, she forced herself to stand. Sera wanted to go far away from the house, from her mother and younger sister. She had endured enough, living in a house like hell. She decided to leave. Even if it might not be better elsewhere, Seraphine no longer cared.

With heavy steps and a body full of wounds, Seraphine walked out of the house. Her gaze was empty, tears streaming down her face. Her life felt completely hopeless.

What should she do?

Where should she go?

Would death be better?

Seraphine sobbed again, standing in front of the house with no one who cared. Her body grew weaker until she collapsed, her vision blurring, when suddenly someone lifted her up.

“You—”