“You finally showed your face, huh!” Kingkamon shouted the moment she saw her troublesome daughter step into the house after almost six months. “I thought you’d only come back when it’s time for my cremation flowers.” The sarcastic words kept pouring out. Ranchanlapas stood still, politely raising her hands to greet her father, who was standing nearby. Then she turned to the woman who never stopped talking. The respect she usually had disappeared in a second. “For the cremation, I wouldn’t even want to come,” she said. Kingkamon’s eyes widened in fury. “So ungrateful! Did that woman turn you into this?Today she should’ve been slapped many more times, slapped till her face swells.” Hearing her mother talk about using violence again—without guilt, without remorse—made Ranchanlapas’s anger explode. Her father, Phongpat, grew worried. He had never seen his daughter this furious. Suddenly, the unexpected happened. The gentle lawyer—who rarely spoke loudly—rushed at her mother and pointed directly at her face. Then she shouted, cursing in a way no one had ever heard from her. “Your disgusting behavior never changes! You’re old and almost dying, yet you still go around hitting people like someone with no brain!” “Ranchan!” Her mother shouted in shock. Even she felt a bit afraid—because Ranchanlapas looked terrifying at that moment. Still, she tried to shout back, her voice cracking. Before Kingkamon could recover, Ranchanlapas continued yelling—wanting to cut the mother–daughter bond right here, right now. She said it all—how low her mother was, how nasty her words were, how she couldn’t think of anything good, how she behaved like someone who had never been taught right and wrong. It wasn’t only Kingkamon who froze. Phongpat also stepped back in shock. The entire time she screamed, Ranchanlapas was crying. Her heart was in pieces, completely broken. The person who carried all the weight alone finally exploded. When her mother tried to step closer, Ranchanlapas pushed her away, making her stumble. She did not hurt her physically—but she no longer protected her either. “From now on, you won’t get a single baht from me. We don’t need to be involved anymore. Don’t contact me even if you’re sick or dying.” Kingkamon’s mouth fell open. “I am your mother!” she yelled, shocked that her daughter dared speak this way to the one who had always cared and devoted herself. Her ungrateful daughter must have lost her mind for sure. “Nong Neen’s family won’t let someone like you hurt their daughter again,” Ranchanlapas said, her voice softer but filled with warning. She wiped her tears quickly. “Be careful… The only reason you’ve gotten away with everything until now is because they respected me. After this, no one has to respect anyone anymore.” “Are you going to let your wife bully your own mother!?” “Who’s bullying who!?” Ranchanlapas couldn’t hold back anymore. She shouted right into her mother’s face, making the older woman flinch. Phongpat quickly rushed in to separate them. He was terrified that Ranchanlapas might lose control and accidentally do something she never intended, even though she had never behaved violently in her entire life. He pulled his daughter into his arms, holding her tightly. She was shaking, sobbing, and crying non-stop. The sight was heartbreaking.When he looked over at his wife, she was crying too—but Kingkamon’s tears came from anger and fear, not from pain, not from emotional hurt like their daughter’s. #หลิงออม #lingorm #linglingkwong #ormkornnaphat #inloveforevertheseries - @thaigl000