All Chapters of Sold My Life for My Brother's Birthday Present: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

After everyone fell asleep, I went downstairs and dug through 18 dumpsters before I finally found the gift I had bought for my little brother, Clover Shaw.The next day, I used the refund money to schedule my chemotherapy at the hospital. I was going to live for myself from this day onward.After paying the hospital bill, I calculated wages from my construction job and figured it should be enough to cover the next chemotherapy session. But when my paycheck came in, it was short by 200 dollars.I ran to the restaurant and tried to play nice with the owner, Max Douglas."Was there a mistake with the payroll, Mr. Douglas? You raised my pay to 10.50 dollars an hour, but it looks like you still calculated it at ten."Max's eyes darted around before he started yelling, "When did I ever give you a raise? What? Are you trying to scam me?"Hey, everyone, come look at this loser trying to extort my money!"As more people gathered, I nervously clutched the hem of my shirt and turned around

Benedict excitedly announced, "We've just received word from the upper management that Shaw Group is funding treatment for stomach cancer patients. Each doctor gets one slot to nominate a patient, and I've decided to submit your application!"There's always a light at the end of the tunnel. Even God thinks you're too young and refuses to let you die!"For the first time in what felt like forever, my grim expression finally broke into a genuine smile. I left the hospital humming a quiet tune and headed back home.On my way, I spotted a stray kitten and gently scooped it up, cradling it in my arms. "You're so cute, little kitty. I'm going to be saved now, and so are you."But the moment I stepped through the front door, a slap landed on my face and sent me crashing to the floor. "Dad pointed at my bedroom and furiously roared, "Where is it? Where did you put Clover's camera? Who gave you permission to touch his belongings?"Clover stood there with his hands on his hips and spat ri

The howling wind roared in my ears, and for the first time in ages, I finally felt free.Before I got sick, Mom and Dad's medical bills and Clover's tuition had weighed on me so heavily that I dared not even die. Even when my stomach was severely ulcerated, I would just swallow painkillers and keep working.After getting sick, I was brought to my knees by a mere 200 dollars, forced to beg and plead like a whimpering dog.But now, everything was finally over. My miserable, broken life of nearly 20 years was being traded for a few seconds of rebirth as I plunged.I was content.My parents and Clover gripped the window frame and stared with wide, panicked eyes as they began to scream."Moron! Moron, what are you doing?" Dad yelled."Someone help! Save my son, please! Hurry!" Mom shrieked."Moron! Are you insane?" Clover roared.As my descent accelerated, I instinctively curled my body into a tight ball, just as I had in Mom's womb all those years ago.Back then, I believed the w

Clover was livid. Without another word, he snatched the medication away, grabbed me by the hair, and forced it into my mouth.Mom and Dad witnessed the scene as they walked in. The latter flew into a rage and delivered a harsh slap across Clover's face."You bastard! What do you think you're doing?"Don't you know that Moron is sick? How dare you hurt him?"Clover clutched his cheek and wept aggrieved tears. "I didn't hurt him. He's the one throwing all the medication away, Dad!"Dad's voice was shaking as he turned to me and asked, "Is he telling the truth, Moron? Why… would you do that?"With a completely indifferent look on my face, I mockingly said, "Our family is too poor, so I don't want to get treated anymore."If they hadn't spent all those years pretending to be poor, I never would have ended up being so sick in the first place.Mom burst into tears at my words. "It's all my fault, Moron. I'm so sorry, but please just take your medication…"If you don't get better, yo