All Chapters of Condemned by My Sister: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

Dr. Phillip Craig looked startled when he saw me laughing and crying at the same time.All he could do was sigh and try to comfort me. "Don't be too pessimistic. If we can find a suitable bone marrow donor, there's still a chance you could survive another five years."He moved to the other side, and a sharp sting shot through my hand. "This medication might hurt a little. Try to bear with it."I looked down without expression.Did it hurt? I couldn't even tell.Compared to the torment I'd endured these past five years, with no one to turn to and nowhere to escape, this was nothing.Dr. Craig asked, "Do you have any family? We could have them tested for a match. Relatives are more likely to...""No," I cut him off calmly, though a dull ache spread through my chest. "I don't have any family."I paused, my voice turning hoarse. "I'm an orphan."Only then did I finally realize that from beginning to end, I'd lived like an orphan. No one loved me.Dr. Craig froze. Then he sighed a

When I woke again, I was in the hospital.Alina stood beside the bed, her expression grim.Next to her was Dr. Craig, his head lowered, and Brett, whose eyes were filled with amusement.The moment I opened my eyes, Alina stepped forward. She ripped the IV from my hand and demanded in a low voice, "So this was your plan? You wanted me to think you had leukemia? Were you trying to make me feel guilty? Or were you hoping to drive Brett out of the family one step at a time?"Zeke Beasley!" Her shout made my scalp prickle. "You're despicable!"I opened my mouth. I wanted to explain and tell her I really was sick.But Dr. Craig, who had diagnosed me with leukemia in the first place, cut me off, "I'm sorry, Mr. Beasley. I've already refunded your money to your account. As a doctor, I have professional ethics. I can't help you deceive people."My eyes widened. A buzzing filled my ears."What did you say?"As realization struck, I instinctively looked at Brett. I saw the smugness in hi

Outside, Alina pounded on the door, an inexplicable uneasiness building inside her.The feeling was exactly the same as when Zeke had suffered a severe allergic reaction to shellfish as a child and nearly died.At the thought, Alina's hand suddenly froze."Shellfish allergy..." she murmured the words, a strange numbness spreading through her chest.Right.She remembered now. Because Brett liked seafood, that was all she'd had served at dinner these past few days. She seemed to have completely forgotten that Zeke was allergic.When there was still no movement inside, her patience began to wear thin. "Are you going to open the door or not? I bought you a cake, Zeke. My patience has limits!"She pressed her lips together and listened for any sound from inside.But in the stillness of the night, there was nothing.Alina frowned, pulled out her phone, and called Zeke.One second.Two.She leaned closer to the door and heard his phone ringing inside.When he still didn't answer,

The room instantly fell silent.Alina turned her head, a buzzing filling her mind."What did you say?" She turned toward Brett, her dark gaze fixed on his shifting, guilty eyes. "Say that again!"Dr. Craig closed his eyes. Looking at my body on the metal table, he was consumed by guilt and anguish. Then he pulled out his phone and played a recording."When Zeke gets examined, tell Alina his leukemia is fake. Understand?""But if he doesn't get treatment soon, he could die."Brett sneered. "Then let him die! Just do what I told you. Why are you asking so many questions? Don't you need two million dollars to send your daughter abroad? Your own daughter's future or some stranger's life. You know which one to choose."Dr. Craig was silent for a moment. "I understand."The recording ended abruptly.A deathly silence settled over the room.Alina slowly turned toward Brett. "So it was you..."Brett's legs were trembling uncontrollably. He wanted to tear that idiot doctor apart. The