My mother’s angry expression imu ately turned into a smile.
“I told you Waner is capable, unlike some people, who can’t even get things done right, after being raised for twenty years, still a burden!”
My father didn’t even look at me. He hurriedly told my mother to make soup, saying it would ensure Waner would have a son
I didn’t bother arguing with them. I sat on the couch and rested.
The soup was just starting to boil when Waner came in.
She limped, her neck covered in dark purple bruises.
She didn’t seem to remember who she had spent the night with
Seeing me, she immediately began scolding me in front of my parents.
She said I didn’t help her keep watch, nor did I help her buy medicine afterward.
My mother was immediately furious.
She slapped me across the face, cursing loudly, “I knew I couldn’t count on you! Useless thing! How could I have raised such a worthless child?”
“Your sister finally found an opportunity, and not only did you not help, you ran off by yourself. You can’t even pick up money falling from the sky, you’re destined to live a poor life!”
I covered my face, laughing bitterly at her shameless words.
“I work for a living, earning money through my own abilities. I certainly don’t sell myself like some people.”
My father, enraged, grabbed the ashtray from the coffee table and hurled it at my head.
Blood instantly soaked my clothes..
He didn’t even notice, continuing to scold me, “Work, work, you only know how to work! You think you can support yourself with your so–called job? Even when your mother and I are dead, you won’t enjoy a bit of luxury!”
“You’re useless, and you dare insult your sister? Look at what kind of person you are! Worthless!”
“If I’d known this would happen, I’might as well have sold you off earlier!”
“You married a poor man, with only a few thousand in betrothal gifts You think I’m a charity?”
I pressed the tissue to my bleeding forehead, but I couldn’t stop the blood.
Reborn, My Family Tried to Bury Me, So I Burned It All Down!
I was unterly disappointed with this family and couldn’t help but retort, I’m your daughter! I’m not some pig in a butcher shop for you to pick and choose from! If you want your daughter to sell herself, why don’t you just open a
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“Every penny 1 earn is from my ow Lorts. What’s wrong
E with that?”
“Since you look down on me so much, why did you even bother having me?”
A look of panic flashed in both of their eyes.
Before they could explode, Waner proudly spoke up, “Don’t mind her. Once I give birth and marry into the Wells family, she’ll be begging me.”
As soon as the words left her mouth, my parents stopped scolding me and hurriedly began questioning her about the events of the night.
Waner looked bashful.
“You don’t know, but Herman Wells isn’t as indifferent to women as the rumors say. He spent the whole night with
- me. I’m still sore.”
I
“When I woke up, he was already gone. All that was left in the room was a bank card.”
“With all those times, I’m sure I’ll get pregnant. The position of Mrs. Wells is as good as mine!”
My parents burst into laughter, already imagining themselves as in–laws of the Wells family.
They had no idea about the Wells family’s background, nor did they understand the true weight behind the name
“Wells”
To dare to scheme against Herman Wells was to invite a death that would come with no warning.
At this moment, my priority was to sever ties with them as quickly as possible.
Right now, they were practically putting Waner on a pedestal, showering her with praise for her ability to secure such an opportunity.
They were busy preparing all kinds of supplements and tonics.
They couldn’t wait
er to get pregnant and give birth to a child immediately.
I took the chance to expose their greedy, materialistic nature.
As expected, my words instantly enraged my parents.
My father kicked me off the sofa, tóre out the page from the household registry with my name on it, and threw it at
- me.
“Get out! Now! I never had such a useless daughter!”
Reborn, My Family Tried to Bury Me, Sol Burned It All Down!
My mother looked at me with a face full of disappointment and disgust.
Waner, rubbing her legs smugly, said, “I was going to introduce you to a driver–secretary for a better life, but since you love earning money by yourself so much, then just move out. If you get fired, don’t come crying back to me!”
Having achieved her goal, I smiled as I picked up the page from the registry that had fallen to the floor.
“One day, you’ll learn that the Wells family is far from simple.”
“Dare to scheme against Herman Wells? When the time comes, we’ll see who will beg for mercy.”
I spent a night at a hotel, patched up my head wound with medicine from a drugstore, and tried to rest.
The next day, at work, I overheard my colleagues gossiping.
“Did you hear? Someone drugged Mr. Wells last night! They slept with him and ran off. Mr. Wells is going crazy looking for them!”
