Semua Bab After My Death, My Mother Finally Regrets: Bab 1 - Bab 10

When I woke up again, I found myself thrown into a small room in the basement where the servants lived. The floor was wet, with water seeping through, and the paint on the walls was peeling off.In this cold, damp space, every brick and every drop of water seemed to mock my fate.Ever since my sister’s death, I had become nothing more than an invisible ghost in this house.I watched as Leisha, with her smug face drenched in jewels and riches, basked in the luxury of the bedroom that once belonged to me. Meanwhile, I struggled to scrape together even the most basic funds for surgery and medical treatment.And Leisha? She could just wait patiently for me to donate my kidney to her!I stumbled and scraped together all the money I had saved over the years from a life of frugality. Those bills, stained with sweat and tears, were handed over for the first installment of my treatment. After the treatment, I spent two days in the hospital.But when I returned home, there was no concern over

I watched from above as the two of them enjoyed their carefree lives until my mother received a call from the hospital. The compatibility test had been successful—I could donate my kidney to Leisha. Mom told Leisha to call me and tell me to get ready for the surgery as soon as they got back. But no matter how many times Leisha tried calling, no one answered. Of course, that was because I was dead. How could I possibly pick up the phone?"Mom, Sarah isn't answering! Do you think she doesn’t want to donate her kidney to me? Mom, I’m so scared..." Leisha whimpered, pretending to cry on my mother's shoulder, her face wet with fake tears."That useless thing can't even answer a phone! Who knows where she's gone? When I get a hold of her, I swear I'll make her pay!" Mom's voice echoed angrily through the seaside villa, her frustration growing with each unanswered call, each one only adding more fuel to her fiery rage."She's probably tired of living!" Leisha stood to the side, her brow fu

As she turned to leave the morgue, my mother tossed a final remark over her shoulder, "Let us know when everything is handled." Throughout the entire process, there wasn’t a trace of grief or hesitation on her face. She looked almost relieved as if she had finally solved a long-standing problem. Leisha stood there, stunned, tears streaming down her face, her emotions a tangled mess with nowhere to go. And my spirit, like a breeze-blown shadow, wavered in the air, never receiving the motherly love I had longed for but had never felt. If I hadn’t died, Leisha might never have shown her true colors.Back at home, my mother carried on as if nothing had happened. "Sweetheart, what would you like for dinner tonight? I'll make it for you." Her voice carried an unexpected hint of tenderness.In another time, this scene would have made my younger self feel blessed. But now, it just felt absurd.Leisha stood there, stunned for a few moments before finally snapping out of it. "Mom... I'm,

But no matter how much I struggled, I could only pass through the air. What was once a warm and happy home had now turned into a place of shadows and fear, growing more eerie and sinister in the darkness. Every corner seemed to whisper of the crimes and betrayals that had occurred.My sister died so unjustly. She just wanted to show off her new friend, not knowing that this very friend would be the one to cause her death. And I, all these years, had been wracked with guilt over her death. If only I had held on to her that day, she wouldn’t have died.If Laura hadn’t died, my mother wouldn’t have hated me for over a decade, mistaking this venomous woman for her precious daughter.I wanted to tear Leisha apart, to see her suffer endlessly!In the days that followed, my mother became busier than ever. Her company, once a market leader, was now under threat as Leisha extended her toxic grip over the family business. She secretly sold company secrets, leaking project information to com

“All these years... has everything I’ve done for you been nothing but a burden and cruelty to you?” My mother’s strength finally gave way, and she sank to the floor, burying her face in her hands, her sobs breaking the silence.Leisha looked at her, a strange feeling flickering in her heart—perhaps a sliver of sympathy, the kind that a victor might fleetingly feel for the defeated. But she quickly looked away. “Remember this day,” she sneered, her voice filled with mockery and contempt. “Remember the humiliation and helplessness of being utterly destroyed by your so-called love and expectations.”I reached out, wanting to touch my mother's hair, but there was nothing I could do.The room fell into a tense silence once more, like the calm before a storm. My mother sat on the floor, her head in her hands, weeping bitterly. Her trembling body and broken sobs felt jarringly out of place in what was supposed to be a home filled with warmth.“Sarah… Sarah…” she kept repeating my name, ea