Novel & Cerita Leaving My Unfair Home

The cruel truth told him that he was nothing but a tool to keep his family's bloodline going on. The air itself was suffocating him, and he left the house like a lost soul with nowhere to go. His legs brought him to the place we used to live in. The apartment complex. He saw me coming out of the garage and getting ready for work. The guy darted in front of my car and stopped me from going anywhere. He banged on my window, tears and snot smearing his face. "Wendy, I'm sorry! I'm sorry! That bitch lied to me! She tricked me! I never loved anyone but you! Please, we can't get that divorce! I can't live without you!"

Fast. Back toward the house. Back toward them. But for the first time, I didn’t feel trapped. I felt armed and it’s so sad that I am begging to regard them as home . “At least I’m getting paid , I can continue my school and if my plan works out. I will soon be out of here and go to a far away island to start a new life“ I whispered to myself

“Please, you guys are all I've got. I don’t have anything or anywhere to go.” Jeff let out a harsh laugh. “Relax. I’m not throwing you out. This house and everything in it are yours, after all. Besides, living here, in this house, where my mother suffered so much, doesn’t appeal to me in the least bit anymore. So, I’m going to leave. Also, I'm stepping down from heading your company. I want nothing to do with you ever again. I don’t want your money, your businesses, or this kind of life that makes you chase money so much. I want something normal, but you wouldn’t have any idea about that. Luckily for you, you’ve already gotten yourself a new family. Just don’t abandon them someday, too. That

] My father wrapped his arms around himself in fear as he cursed, “Annie already gave up her position as the Dawson family’s heiress. She has sacrificed enough! Does it matter if Zinnia eats alone? This system is garbage! I want to terminate it right now!” [The system reserves the right of final interpretation. [Contract term: lifetime. Termination permissions: none.] “What level of pain did we experience earlier?” my mother cautiously asked. [Level 5.] I felt a sense of satisfaction unlike any I had ever known as I watched my parents’ anger and helplessness. So, this was what the Children’s Fairness System felt like. I was elated! My mother waved her hand and pulled me to the dining table.

On my third wedding anniversary, I head home early, only to catch Simone Jamison in bed with another man for the tenth time. However, instead of losing my temper, I calmly close the door for them. Sometime later, Simone throws the divorce papers at me. "Apart from giving me a daughter, you've done nothing for my family and me. What's the point of keeping you around? Mark wants to start a family with me, so sign the papers." I take in her indifferent expression and respond impassively, "Sure, but I want custody of our daughter. I don't need any money." I do everything in my power to take our daughter, Ally Jamison, with me, walking away without a cent of the Jamison family's money. Every

I had intermittent aphasia. Whenever my emotions became too intense, I lost my voice. Everyone mocked me and called me “a little mute”. Only my best friend, Becky Imrie, and my childhood sweetheart, Daniel Pearson, ever stood up for me. When I confessed my feelings to Daniel, Becky read my love letter aloud for me. Even when Daniel proposed, Becky was the one who had answered, “Yes,” on my behalf. I thought they understood me better than anyone else. That all changed when we started planning the wedding. I wanted an intimate ceremony at a historic inn. Becky dismissed the idea and insisted on “a lavish country-estate wedding”. I wanted our new home to be downtown, but Becky spoke befor

Having grown up with her parents favoring her brother over her, my mother hates it when parents don't treat their children equally. For as long as I can remember, our family has operated by pursuing equality over everything else. When my older twin sister, Cheryl Moore, fails to make the final round of a competition, I'm forced to withdraw even though I've been chosen. Even though my shoe size is smaller than Cheryl's, our parents insist on buying the same size for both of us. When Cheryl falls sick, I'm forced to take the same medication even though I'm not sick. Then the SATs come along. I can't help but do my best and net a great score. Instead of doing as Mom and Dad demanded and app

A draft swept through, and the handmade glass lamp in the corner chimed softly, its pieces clinking together. "Things of this sort happened every single day in our so-called happy family. I'm your flesh and blood, yet I was treated worse than a pet," I said, every word clear and deliberate. "You all took my subservience for granted. And now, just because all I did was stop being your unpaid maid, I was suddenly a monster in your eyes?" The four of them stood frozen in place, their faces drained of all color. Finally, I looked at Papa and said, "You've always insisted that this family never mistreated me. But the truth is, you know perfectly well that you never welcomed my arrival in the firs

My parents made me submit a written request to the family accountant for any expense over five dollars. They said it would keep me from becoming vain. On the day of the car accident, I sat in the ER, struggling to stay still through the pain. I charged $200 for emergency treatment to the card linked to my father's account. The bandage was barely on when my parents called to tear into me. "Who said you could steal from this family? The Bennett family has rules, and they do not include feeding parasites who bleed us dry!" They froze every card I had on the spot. The hospital discharged me because I couldn't pay for further observation. So I walked. More than ten miles back to the Bennett estat

I utterd and immediately mom looked at me. "What did you say?" "Am leaving this country"I repeated myself as I sat down on the couch. "What will happen to us?"mom asked. "Everyone is leaving. I have enough money that can take us to UK and from there I will build my own castle and I will live as the boss and not the daughter in-law"I said as I imagine how it will be. Mom sights as she grabbed my hand. "What of Carlos?"she asked seating close to me. "Am not going to think about him mom and from now henceforth I don't want to hear his name ever in my life till am ready to bring them down"