All Chapters of Nine Ungrateful Sisters: Chapter 561 - Chapter 570

Clara stepped out of the family villa into the darkness. She had no idea that Amara had decided to stay. All she knew was that her sister had changed completely.The woman Clara had grown up with had always been stubborn, but she had still known the difference between right and wrong.Now? After everything Jason had said and done, Amara had stood by his side and defended him.Clara couldn't stomach it. She would rather wander the streets than return to a room she had to share with someone like that, even if that someone was her own sister.Living beside a person who had lost all sense of right and wrong would slowly wear her down until there was nothing left.A clean break was better than a slow decay.Still, courage fueled by anger only lasted so long. Once she was out on the street, reality settled over her. She was worse off than the day they had all been forced out of the villa. At least, they had still had each other then.Now she had a few crumpled bills in her pocket, bar

The man's easy, familiar manner eased Clara's nerves, but she didn't accept what he offered. "I'm not hungry."He shrugged and tore the packet open himself.Whatever was inside crunched loudly and cleanly, the sound carrying through the empty night air. He might as well have been doing it on purpose, showing her there was nothing in the bag that would kill her.Clara felt warmth creep into her face, but she kept her composure. Her stomach, however, had no such restraint. It announced itself with a low, unmistakable growl.She caught it just in time. Pressing a hand against her abdomen, she drew a slow breath and managed not to look any more embarrassed than she already did."You eat with your gloves on?" she asked, if only to fill the silence.She had noticed how odd it was. Most people would take off at least one glove before eating. These were not disposable gloves, either. Meanwhile, he was eating something that left crumbs."Me?" The man held out his hand. "My hand's injured

Clara's declaration didn't impress the man. He simply shook his head. "Don't take this the wrong way, kid. Life only comes around once, that's true. But every life is just a repeat of the ones that came before."You start out fired up. You're convinced you're different. Convinced you're the main character in something. Then you step out into the world, and you begin to see your parents for what they are. Ordinary people."Then you accept that you're ordinary too. One day, you accept that your children will be ordinary as well. No matter how far society advances, that's all it ever does. One generation of ordinary people handing things off to the next."Don't believe me? Go read a few books. See if your own life doesn't show up in there somewhere."Clara didn't argue. She finished the last of the snacks, stretched out on the deck chair without changing out of her clothes, and closed her eyes.When you disagreed with someone, you didn't have to convince them. You simply nodded, held

Helena didn't open the gate right away. Instead, she pulled Oscar aside. "Oscar, does this mean you've forgiven the Chamberlains?""No. She insisted on coming. She said she wanted to make it up to me." He shrugged. "She walked in here on her own two feet and asked to be put through her paces. I had no reason to say no.""But your health..."Oscar gently closed his right hand around Helena's arm. "Don't worry. Dr. Hoffman's treatment has helped a lot. My condition has improved."He hesitated before deciding to tell her more. "He says I have at least another six months now."Helena's eyes lit up. "Really?"Last time, it had been two months. Now it had stretched to six? Did that mean there was a chance he could recover completely?"Of course. Having the sisters around might even put me in a good enough mood to tack on a few more," he said half-jokingly."Then she's coming in! She has to come in!" Helena said with a broad smile as she pulled the gate open."So you're the one who s

Elara shuffled toward Oscar, still rubbing the sleep from her eyes.Last night had been the best sleep she had enjoyed in weeks. She didn't remember Oscar being driven out of the house. All she knew was that she had woken up one day, and he was simply gone. He lived somewhere else now.The sisters who remained had changed toward her. Every time she tried to find Oscar, they blocked her path and insisted he was no longer part of the family.At first, she had found that funny.You lived together for years and years. How could someone suddenly stop being family?She assumed they were teasing her. But they were not just saying it. They enforced it, using their bodies to keep her away if they had to. They had even moved out of the house entirely, leaving behind the place where she and Oscar had lived together for so many years.That was how Elara made sense of it. The sisters being driven out was something she either didn't know or couldn't process. The idea that someone could be forc