LOGINMy older sister, Lucy Wheeler, is an extremely sensitive person. She'll burst into tears immediately if her doll is dirty or if a cream puff bursts in advance. In order to maintain peace in the household, my parents will fulfill any of Lucy's wishes endlessly. Since she doesn't like me at all, my parents don't hesitate to kick me back to my grandparents' home in the countryside. Later on, Grandpa and Grandma pass away one after the other, leaving me with no choice but to go home to my parents and Lucy. That's when everyone sets up 3672 house rules for me to follow. Since Lucy loves blueberries, I'm not allowed to touch any of them. Since Lucy loves dresses, I'm not allowed to look prettier than her. After undergoing 20 years of torment, I end up contracting breast cancer, resulting in my tragic death. When I open my eyes again, I've returned to the first day I've gotten home after my grandparents' passing. Lucy is extremely sensitive, right? Well then, I'd like to see which one's the more superior weapon—her tears or my fists!
View MoreAfter being reborn, whenever I felt myself getting irritated, my first instinct was to solve things with violence.Back when I was still trapped in that house, I'd fight fire with fire, using aggression to counter Lucy's extreme sensitivity and endless crying. It worked surprisingly well. But after I escaped and moved into my college dorm, I realized something was wrong. The dorm was peaceful. No one cried nonstop and pushed me to the edge. Yet, I still had bad days, like when I couldn't solve a homework problem. The moment my mood soured, I'd want to hit something to let it all out.Obviously, I couldn't take it out on my classmates. So, I bottled it up. Back then, I suffered insomnia, misery, anxiety, and despair.In fact, the reason I kept insisting Lucy needed a therapist was because therapy had genuinely helped me. I'd been working through my own tendency to deal with problems through violence.Unfortunately, after holding it in for so long, I finally snapped."If you've
"It just so happens that my son needs a wife. Why don't we have Lucy marry him? Once she's married, she'll belong to her husband's family, and she won't be your burden anymore."The relative looked Lucy up and down, clearly satisfied. She continued, "We're from a small town way up in the mountains. Once she comes back with us, she won't be able to run away."I had no idea how she had found out about us. She must've heard that I was desperate to get rid of Lucy and figured she could trick me into giving her a daughter-in-law. But I had to admit, someone like her terrified Lucy. Lucy shrank in fear, covering her face as she cried silently.The woman reached out to grab her. "Let's go. Come with me."Lucy let out a terrified scream.I truly wanted to free myself of the burden Lucy had become, but not like this.I chased the relative away. Then, I used the incident to make Lucy a deal. "You have two choices. First, like I suggested last time, you start seeing a therapist. Follow th
After my rebirth, I put my all into studying and earned early admission to a college.When my parents died, I was in the middle of taking the admission exam. By the time the inheritance dispute was finally settled, my acceptance letter had arrived. I left home without looking back.But what I never expected was for Lucy to follow me all the way to college.She stood outside campus, crying as she pleaded, "Penny, I know I was wrong. I won't cry anymore. Please don't abandon me. Mom and Dad are gone. You're all I have left."She tried desperately to win me over. She offered me all of her savings, and she was even willing to give me all her earnings from the novels she published online.I refused and told her to get lost.So, every single day, she waited outside my college or outside my apartment. If I avoided her, she'd report me missing to the police. She'd frantically call my friends and classmates and even post a missing person notice online.Driven mad by Lucy, I completely sn
"My parents are gone. Their assets should be split equally between me and Lucy. We won't sell the house for now so she has somewhere to live. Then, we'll hire a therapist for her. And I can leave for college—"Before I could finish, my uncle swung his hand and slapped me hard across the face. He pointed a finger at me and roared, "You ungrateful brat! Your parents spent their whole lives raising you, and this is how you repay them? You're really going to abandon Lucy and run away? How is she supposed to live by herself?" Spit flew from his mouth as he yelled, growing more worked up with every word.I grabbed one of the offerings from the memorial altar and smashed it onto the floor."I already said we'd get her a therapist. If you think that's not enough, then admit her to a psychiatric hospital. But don't expect me to throw away my future for her. That's not going to happen!"My uncle glared at me with wide eyes, looking as though he wanted to kill me.Seeing things escalatin






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