All Chapters of My Dad Sued Me for Throwing Up: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

8 Chapters

Chapter 1

"Estelle, everyone who chose to extract their memories before has died in excruciating pain! I can't just stand by and watch you do something so foolish!" Bryce exclaimed.Dad also looked pained as he said, "Estelle, we'll visit you often in prison. There's no need for you to—"I cut him off and signaled to Judge Lowery once more that I wished to proceed with the memory extraction.Seeing the determination in my eyes, Bryce suddenly erupted in anger. "Every hair and every inch of skin on your body was imparted by Mom and Dad!"Mom died in childbirth trying to bring you into this world, while Dad and I worked tirelessly to raise you. So, how dare you treat your own life so lightly?"Bryce's eyes were bloodshot, making him appear utterly heartbroken.But only I knew it was all an act.I yearned desperately to stand on the witness stand and expose Bryce's malice with my own words. Yet, I couldn't, because I was born mute.Moreover, a high fever in my childhood left my hands with a

Chapter 2

Immediately, another commenter pushed back."If you feel sorry for her, why don't you adopt her yourself?"The viewers erupted into a heated argument.Just then, the first memory was successfully extracted and projected onto the large screen.It was a scene from my first day of kindergarten.On the very first day, my teacher declared me a genius. Though I couldn't speak, I possessed a nearly photographic memory.After testing, my IQ was measured at 200, which was twice that of an average person.Dad was overjoyed. He hired top tutors for me, vowing to nurture me into a prodigy.Bryce even gave me his favorite toy, saying how incredibly proud he was to have such a genius for a sister.But the very next day, I vomited all over Bryce's toy. And it was from that moment on that I suddenly fell seriously ill. My hands began to spasm, and I could no longer hold a pen.The live chat scrolled rapidly."What's wrong with Estelle? That's a keepsake Kately left for Bryce! He couldn't ev

Chapter 3

This time, the extracted memories were fragmented, yet each one made people's veins bulge with fury.On a weekend, Dad took the whole family on a trip. As soon as we got on the highway, I vomited all over the car.Bryce finally had a birthday party, yet in front of everyone, I threw up straight on the cake.He was ostracized by the entire class, grew deeply depressed, and attempted suicide by cutting his wrists. But before his suicide attempt, he left me all the allowance he had saved up."Estelle, I believe you didn't mean to do it. But I'm just so tired. They all call me the Vomit King."Dad looked at the large screen, his eyes reddening. "If I hadn't found him in time, Bryce would have…"Bryce pulled his sleeve, trying in vain to hide the scars on his wrist.The live comments overflowed with sympathy."Oh, my God, why does a good brother always end up with a sister like this?""Get lost, Estelle! I'll be Bryce's sister instead!""Gosh, this is heartbreaking. We can't even

Chapter 4

"Your Honor, while performing the needle-based memory extraction, I suddenly struck something extremely hard."Bryce immediately defended himself, "This is probably just a tumor. Thank you for removing it. Please dispose of it quickly."He spoke rapidly, seemingly trying to cover something up.The experienced Judge Lowery immediately sensed something amiss and ordered someone to cut open the fleshy mass.The moment it was sliced open, everyone was stunned.Inside was a tiny chip.Bryce hurriedly explained, "I remember now! This is my medical chip for emotional regulation. Estelle's vomiting caused me immense distress, so I had this chip implanted to control my emotions and prevent myself from acting out."The looks directed at Bryce grew even more heart-wrenching."I've heard that emotional regulation chips are incredibly cruel, because they deliver electric shocks the moment they detect feelings like disgust or anger in the implantee.""What a foolish boy. Estelle was deliber

Chapter 5

That night, the toy suddenly activated. Its long mechanical arm reached straight into my throat.I jolted awake, clutching my neck. I tried to scream but was unable to make a sound.The next day, I developed a high fever that wouldn't break and started vomiting violently.Crying, I tried to tell Dad, but only muffled, incoherent sounds came out.Dad tossed me a pack of flu medicine."If you can't talk, just keep quiet. I'm already exhausted from a long day at work as it is."I nodded silently and wanted to give my tired dad a hug. But the moment I wrapped my arms around him, a wave of nausea hit me, and I vomited all over him.Dad's expression darkened as he patiently cleaned me up. But from then on, he never hugged me again.Later, my vomiting became more and more frequent. I was rejected by the kids at kindergarten and mocked by neighbors.In the end, I could only hole myself up at home, playing with building blocks. Moreover, no one ever brought up the "child genius" anymor

Chapter 6

It was an extremely complex chip schematic diagram.The operator pointed at the line of fine print and shouted, "Once implanted for over three years, the chip fuses completely with the implantee's nerves and can only be detected by scanning the entire thing with a specialized scanner."The judicial panel's first reaction was skepticism."Activating the specialized scanner costs up to a million dollars per use. How can you be so sure—"The operator cut him off, "I stake my life on it!"The comments exploded instantly. Everyone speculated wildly about the operator's relationship to me. After all, why would he risk so much to defend me?Together, they pushed public opinion to its peak, forcing the jury to agree to the scan.Over an hour later, the test results finally came out.There was indeed a chip in my body, perfectly fused with my nervous system. Without meticulous searching, it would've been impossible to detect.The judicial panel, who had initially insisted on upholding

Chapter 7

The moment Dad stepped out of the courtroom, he was forcibly escorted to the hospital."What are you doing?" he asked fearfully.The doctor coldly administered anesthesia and produced a chip."Although Estelle agreed to your acquittal, she requested that this vomiting chip be implanted in you. This chip will randomly release electrical currents round the clock, causing you to vomit at irregular intervals."As long as you can put up with the torment of this chip for five years, Estelle will spare you."Dad's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. "That damn girl! I'm her father, so how can she do this to me?"The doctor chuckled softly. "You don't even know, do you? Estelle has already legally severed ties with you through emancipation. To her, you're nothing more than an enemy now."…When Dad woke from anesthesia, aside from a slight stinging sensation in his throat, he didn't feel anything out of the ordinary.He let out a few disdainful laughs."What's the big deal about

Chapter 8

"I just wanted to see how you were. I'm relieved to see you doing so well," Warren said hoarsely.I gave a slight nod and turned to leave. "If that's all you needed, then you should go. I'm doing just fine here."But he refused to let go of the hem of my pants."Estelle, I know you're just putting on a brave front. Even though you look well and seem to be doing fine on the outside, I know deep down you must be suffering."You're only seven years old—alone without me and Bryce, you're bound to face a lot of ridicule from others. Even if your material needs are met, I know you must feel deeply empty without a family."Estelle, if you agree to let me remove the vomiting chip, Bryce and I can come back to your side right away."I nearly laughed in disbelief. I had thought Bryce was the inherently malicious one, but it turned out Warren wasn't any better himself.How true the saying "the apple didn't fall far from the tree" was.I glanced coldly at Warren, then waved cheerfully into

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