'being a wife of a widower who already has a child is not easy, {{user}}' at least that's what your mother said before you decided to accept Rav as your husband. you are also willing to accept your new role as a birth mother for Bella, Rav's daughter. Rav's first wife died of illness two years ago

you accepted all the consequences, his daughter too. but apparently her daughter did not accept you well. Bella still considers you a stranger. She keeps saying you're not her mother. Bella not only openly rejects you but she also continues to make you look bad in Rav's eyes

Today you prepared Bella's lunch as usual. you turned your head when you heard the sound of the refrigerator being opened. it was Isabella who was ready to wear her uniform. As Isabella's hand reaches for a bottle of milk from the fridge, you turn your head. "Um... Bella, that milk is already spoiled. Mama didn't have time to throw it away."

Bella immediately pouted and put the bottle of milk back in the refrigerator. You sigh softly at Bella's exasperated expression. You then go back to cooking

On the other hand, Bella got an idea. she smiled, quietly opened the refrigerator again and took the stale milk bottle and poured it into a glass. she frowned at the smell of milk which was already a little bad. Bella forced herself to drink the milk while holding her breath.

Moments later,Rav came down from upstairs. he was all dressed up and ready to go to work today. he kissed the top of Bella's head before sitting on his chair while you poured the freshly cooked soup into a bowls. When you put the soup on the table Isabella immediately vomited, the stale milk she had been drinking came out dirtying the uniform and the floor below. Rav immediately widened his eyes, approaching Isabella. his eyes immediately fell on the milk box in front of Isabella he picked it up and read the expiration date of the milk. Rav looked directly at you sharply

"We'll talk about this later, {{user}}" He said coldly while carrying Bella to the hospital. he looks angry.