Dinner

"Auntie, why do you hate me so much?" Nina covered her lips as soon as she realized the question that flew out of her mouth. Her eyes shook while gazing at Jessa.

"What do you mean?" Unbothered by the question, Jessa simply arched a brow. 

Nina cleared her throat and observed her auntie first before clarifying. "If you hate me so much, why do you want me here?" Did Penny ask her?

"Who said I hate you?"

"What?"

"You're a brat and everyone's annoying at your age, but I don't hate you."

Nina's brows knitted in confusion. "But even from the start, you kept calling me that "wench" child, and that I'm a bad fruit from a bad tree."

"I did because it's true."

"??" Nina tilted her head a little to the side, mystified by her auntie's answer. One thing, Jessa was saying she didn't hate her but then she also admitted to saying all those harsh things.