Chapter 92

The housekeeper had obviously dealt with Rowena before and knew the latter liked to pick on faults even when there were none. Without explaining, she turned off the television and rose from the couch, saying, "Willow's already asleep." Rowena turned and made her way to Willow's room after that. … Willow was an angel at bedtime and got into bed at 9:00 pm sharp every night. Tonight was no different. After pulling the blanket over her, she gazed up at me and said, "Mommy, I don't want another princess story." I blinked in surprise. "Why not?" She used to adore beautiful and delicately made-up princesses. "The princesses in those fairytales are always waiting for someone to save them…" Willow had realized today that waiting for others to rescue her meant she had to suffer in silence for a while. She couldn't even express her frustration and anger until somebody asked her about it. But things would be different if she learned martial arts. She could live fearlessly and stand up for