Everything But Your Life Webtoon Novels & Stories

God knows from how many days. I kept crying with my baby in my arms. Is this my life. . . . Please like and comment. Thank you.

Seth let go of me focusing his attention on the image on Darren's laptop. Darren zoomed into the one on the left. "Her name is Aubrey, she's an accounting major in her 3rd year in college, she died yesterday on a drug overdose, her sister claimed Aubrey ex boyfriend tortured her, raped her and leaked her nudes online, Aubrey couldn't take the comments anymore so she took an overdose and died." suddenly a chill went down my spine and the atmosphere seemed dark. Darren continued. "Her sister wants Aubrey's ex boyfriend to pay, his father is among few of the billonaires owning an estate in the country, he's throwing a going away party she wants him dead." I coughed quietly then gasps.

The kind of look one would give a stranger on the street—no love, no hate, nothing at all. At last, he understood. He had lost me forever. Months later, I read in the news that Joe's university was embroiled in an academic scandal. Ivy's family was implicated too, and their empire crumbled into bankruptcy. Sasha called, gossiping that Joe could not withstand the blow and had gone mad. Meanwhile, my Rebirth series won the International Art Gold Award of the year. When I heard the news, Nathan came out of the studio, wrapped his arms around me from behind, and rested his chin lightly on my shoulder.

Qykerth combed his fingers through Queseon’s hair as he thought of how unbelievable his life was. He first went from being in a happy household to losing his father and dying. He looked down at the red scarf that wrapped itself around Queseon and him. Holding the red scarf, he wrapped it around Queseon and said, “Queseon, this scarf shouldn’t be alive but it is. Five years ago, it came to life after I went into shock and died. Within it resides the soul of myself, my mother and the unborn child within her stomach – this scarf has no use to me so I want you to keep it with you always, it seems to like you as well.”

I know where I'm at when I open my eyes. Death is already waiting for me, a wary look in his eyes. "Oh good. You're back to normal." he says relieved, and I'm confused before I remembered that I tried to dance with him. "Yeah, I wanted to apologize for that. I think that had something to do with the fact that the wolf that bit me is addicted to Fae fruit." I explained, and Death nodded. "Yeah, I figured. Mason's lifeline is a mess. It's coming undone slowly but quickly. If I didn't know better, he's dead but that addiction is making his corpse walk around in the living." Death replied.

Her teeth were showing through patches of skin and gums, and what was once her nose was almost entirely gone. Her screams were little more than guttural groans as she tried to keep her eyes closed which was almost impossible because the toxins had eaten away her eyelids as well. "Ah, my mother? Are you wondering about her?" She did no such thing, but anything that would tip her a little further over the edge I'll use. I reached for my phone again and found the short clip of Ma laughing and dancing with Pop in the ballroom the night of the sweet sixteen.

I hung up after that. Can't believe I finally got a chance to have a stable Job. After all, my 22 years of life have been nothing but a big disappointment. Getting separated from your father and a loving brother. Then getting your mother taken away forever. Not having enough money to pay your bills. Not having quality education to continue my dream. Living in a cramped low class area. I just want my good days to come. I can't handle all of this alone anymore. I'm tired. One day! It will all happen one day. And with that hope, I went back to sleep once again with an empty stomach.

Strip away the family fortune and reputation, and you've got absolutely nothing. Sebastian's mother was imprisoned because of what happened to Mom, and he was banned from joining Hamilton Corporation. Even so, he never lacked food, clothing, or luxuries. The whole living in the "housekeepers' quarters" story was just his own sob story. His actual room was only slightly smaller than mine. In my previous life, he lived quite lavishly after he went abroad with no one to supervise him. I was curious to see what would happen to him in this lifetime.

Even his closest friend, Richard Bruno, had told me, "Tony's harsh words don't mean anything. He's soft on the inside. If he didn't care for you, why would he keep saving your life?" I had believed them. I had believed in him. I walked down the aisle filled with hope. But when Elma died, I finally understood the truth. He had never loved me at all. His final words—"In the next life, I never want to meet you again"—were a blade I would carry in my heart forever. Now, with this second chance, I decided to honor that wish. He had saved me enough for one lifetime. I only hoped he would live longer this time. And perhaps... I could finally see what my life could be without him in it.

"Shut up! You don't even know how much it costs to keep you around! Don't you know that hospitals are all black holes that just suck the money out of you? "This is a free way to get your dialysis done! And you'd even get paid for it! How could you even think about giving up such an amazing opportunity!" Then, Mom turned to Leroy and said, "I'm not selling Alice anymore, Leroy. I'll sell Andrea to you instead!"