The Green Tea Daughter

My daughter was a born green tea. When she was little, she’d say to my husband, “Wow, Mom is so lucky to have a husband like Dad who loves her so much.” When she grew up, she loved wearing my dresses and asking him, “Dad, who looks prettier in this, me or Mom?” Later, after a scumbag tricked her, she came crying to me and begged me to take her in. I immediately called him. “Hello, your wife ran away. Do you still want her or not?”