Joey felt as if her heart was being tightly gripped, causing her so much pain that she could hardly breathe. She froze on the spot, her body trembling uncontrollably.
Sensing her fear, Pamela reached out and grasped her hand. "Joey, Joey!"
Finally, Joey came back to her senses, her face as pale as paper.
Slowly, she looked back, casting a hateful glare at the woman. Her lips twitched, and in a hoarse voice, she hissed, "You're not worthy to be my mom!"
With that, she pulled Pamela into the car. After she sat in the driver's seat, her legs were still shaking.
Pamela pulled her out gently and said, "Hey, get down. I'll drive."
Joey didn't insist, stepping down from the driver's seat and sitting in the passenger seat.
She leaned against the seat, intending to close her eyes, but tear
