บททั้งหมดของ Memory of the Wronged: บทที่ 1 - บทที่ 10

Five days after the fake heiress, Emily Zeller, disappeared, my family locked me inside a private hospital lab.Cold metal cuffs clamped around my wrists, ankles, and neck. A strange metal helmet sat on my head, with thick black wires, each as wide as a thumb, running from it into a large, humming machine.They were going to extract my memories.Terrified, I struggled with everything I had, but it was no use. My parents and my brother, Steve Zeller, stood in front of me. Their faces were cold and emotionless, without a trace of pity.“I’ll ask you one last time. Where did Emily go?”My father, Ben Zeller, gripped a letter in his hand. His voice shook with fury, and his eyes were filled with rage. After five days, his patience had completely run out.Before I could speak, he threw the letter in my face. “Don’t tell me you don’t know. Emily’s letter makes it clear you’re the only one who does. Her disappearance is your fault!”I had already read that letter.Every word of it was

I had always been greedy. Even a penny on the ground was something I couldn’t resist picking up and hiding away.My family hated that about me. And now, when I showed no interest in ten million dollars and only wanted to stay in the city, they despised me even more.“I’m not going back because…”My voice trembled as I tried to explain, but before I could finish, Ben cut me off with a wave of his hand. “Enough. You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. But you won’t get another chance. Mr. Wilson, come in!”A man in a white lab coat walked into the room, holding a strange-looking pocket watch. His expression was serious and focused. Without a word, he bowed respectfully to my parents and to Steve.Ben’s voice was cold. “Start the procedure. Extract her memories immediately. I want to know where Emily went.”“Yes, sir,” Mr. Wilson replied without hesitation. He moved to the machine, pressed three buttons, and then handed three metal helmets to my parents and Steve.“Mr. Zeller,” he exp

My parents looked disgusted too.“She wet herself the first time we met her. Is she stupid? Couldn’t she use the bathroom before getting in the car?” Ben snapped.Mary sighed. “She really isn’t normal. Even if she had to go, couldn’t she just say something? Instead, she suddenly peed in the car. If word gets out, how will the Zeller family ever hold its head high?”A bitter smile tugged at my lips.So they had despised me from the very beginning.They just never said it out loud.The dream continued, clear and vivid.When we returned to the mansion, the housekeeper had already cleaned up. I was greeted with a grand welcome that had clearly been planned in advance.Everyone seemed genuinely happy to see me.After the small celebration, I was given a bedroom on the third floor.Emily helped me make the bed, still as cheerful as ever, comforting me about what had happened.“Lily, don’t take it to heart. None of us care about that. Get some rest, and later I’ll take you shopping

I listened to Mary’s voice, and the dream slowly began to steady. The chaos faded away.All I had ever wanted was her love. But she never seemed to love me.Mr. Wilson glanced at the monitor and said quickly, “Mr. Zeller, Miss Lily’s memories are still continuing. Would you like to keep watching?”My parents and Steve exchanged a look, then hurried to sit down again and put their helmets back on.This time, I dreamed of Mary.She had a high fever.She lay in bed, half-conscious, groaning every now and then. Ben was out of town, and Steve was at the office. Other than the housekeeper, only Emily and I were home.Using what I had learned back in my small town, I brought in a basin of hot water, soaked a towel, and gently wiped Mary’s forehead, arms, and back again and again.She drifted in and out of sleep after taking her medicine.Emily glanced at me and scoffed. “Mom already took her medicine. The doctor said she’ll be fine. Why are you acting like it’s such a big deal?”“I’

Emily smirked. “I looked into it. Back in your hometown, they called you the ‘Bunny Girl.’ How pathetic. Maybe I should tell Mom and Dad what that means.”With her head held high, she started down the stairs.Panic rose in my chest. “Don’t tell them. Please, I’m sorry. I won’t play the piano again. I’ll listen to you, I promise.”“That’s better,” she said with satisfaction. “Remember, you’re just a stray dog. As long as you obey, I’ll toss you a bone. But if you ever start thinking you deserve more, don’t blame me for what happens next.”She pressed her heel into my bleeding fingers. “Since you’re being so obedient, I’ll show you my next trick. Tomorrow, I’m going to run away. You’ll stay here and enjoy being the only daughter for once.”Her eyes sparkled with excitement. “I can’t wait to see how everyone reacts when I’m gone.”“Why are you doing this?” My voice trembled from the pain.Emily lifted her chin. “Why am I doing this? Obviously, to make sure everyone knows I’m the on