All Chapters of Crippled Scapegoat: The Day My Sister Lied: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Henry's POVI had spent the whole day and night lying on the floor before the sound of an argument downstairs woke me up."Henry is already so badly injured! How could you expect him to donate his bone marrow to Nathan? I won't allow it!"Mom had finally returned from her business trip. I was determined to tell her that I wasn't switched at birth at the hospital. I was her biological son."Isn't Henry just a cripple?" my sister, Queenie Zeller, snapped. "Why can't he step up and help Nathan? Haven't we been taking care of him out of charity all these years?" She spoke about me as if I were some ruined, burnt-up scrap only worth picking through for spare parts."I certainly didn't raise you to be so heartless, Queenie! You know damn well who's responsible for Henry's condition!" Mom broke down in tears. She was devastated that Nathan was ill, but her conscience wouldn't let her harm me any further."I was the one who accidentally lit the gas canister! But it's not like any of yo

Henry's POV"Dream on!" Queenie bellowed. "Nathan is the rightful heir of the Zeller family! If you hadn't been switched with him at birth, you wouldn't have lived such a privileged life, Henry!"I was enraged by what Queenie said. Tears brimmed in my eyes, and I yelled, "I wish I weren't your brother either! If we hadn't been switched at birth, I wouldn't be the one stuck in this wheelchair! I would've been cherished by my parents, someone who could run freely and live like everyone else!"Queenie's slap instantly silenced me. I was still glaring at her, even as blood trickled from the corner of my mouth, the fury in my gaze not diminishing the slightest.Queenie's hands trembled as a trace of regret flashed in her eyes. She then lowered her voice and said, "It's impossible to reason with an ungrateful brat like you. Just stay here and wait for the chauffeur to pick you up, Henry."With that, she bolted as if her life depended on it.Those in the hospital stared right at me. Th

Henry's POVI was fighting through excruciating pain to reach up and pull off my ventilator by the time Mom and Dad rushed into my hospital room. I simply couldn't take it anymore. Life had become an unbearable burden, and dragging out my last breaths was worse than dying.Just as I managed to grab the ventilator tube, someone slapped my hand away.I raised my head and looked at Mom, tears streaming down both of our faces."How on earth did you end up like this, Henry? How bad does it hurt? What were you trying to do just now?" Mom stared in disbelief, her hands shaking violently.If she had arrived a moment later, she would have witnessed the precious child she went through premature labor and endless hardship to give birth to turn into a lifeless body.I looked toward Dad, who was standing behind Mom. Every single word he had said to me earlier hurt way worse than trying to breathe through the agony."It's going to be alright, Henry. I'll be right by your side. If you pulled t

Third-Person POVChristian merely said, "You can take the 300,000 dollars in this card and leave. You're not part of the Zeller family, so don't call me 'Dad.' Henry was my only son. You can consider this money as compensation for Henry knocking over the candle and causing the fire."Nathan exchanged a quick look with Queenie before noticing Henry's black-and-white portrait hanging on the wall. He broke down in tears as he instantly understood what was happening."Why are you doing this to me?" he asked. "I'm a victim in all this too. Henry is gone, but you still have me as your son. Do you really think only someone related by blood can be your child? "Henry is gone now, so I should stay by your side to repay you for raising me all these years. I don't want the money. I just want to stay with you, Mom, and Queenie."Nathan wept uncontrollably after saying that. He was smart enough to know that 280,000 dollars was nothing compared to an inheritance worth hundreds of times that amo