Mother 3 Chapter 6

Ever since my mom gave birth to her second child, everything in the household is tied to drawing lots. Everyone has to draw lots in order to decide whose favorite food will be served for each meal. We have to draw lots to see who among us gets a hug from our parents. Every time, I end up drawing the short end of the stick, so everyone automatically assumes that my younger sister, Anabelle Madden, gets the better lot. She easily reaps my parents' love without having to do anything at all. Whenever I feel like crying because of the injustice, Mom will scold me instantly. "I bought the lottery box because I was worried that you might feel upset about this. I'm doing this just to be fair to both of you. "If you want something, you have to be the one deciding who gets what. Your father and I won't interfere with your decision at all. Since you can't draw the better lot, that just means you have bad luck." Hence, I keep practicing my lot-drawing skills every day, hoping that I can eventually draw the better lot in order to obtain my parents' love. But for ten years, I never get to draw the better lot. Not even once. On my birthday, Anabelle wants to go to the amusement park, so Mom tells us to draw lots once again. I secretly glue two short lots together before giving it to Mom in an attempt to get her to stay with me. Instead, she slaps me and berates me for being a disobedient child who cheats in lot-drawing. Then, she leaves the house with Anabelle. When I fall to the floor, I feel the short sticks piercing through my neck.

In my previous life, my three sons told me they wanted to set up a Family Bond Fund for me. Each of them would deposit three thousand dollars every month. I cried with gratitude, truly believing that decades of sacrifice had finally paid off. One of them even said, "Mom, you've given us so much. It's our turn to take care of you now." However, eight years later, I was told I have uremia. That was when I discover that the bank card, which supposedly held the fund, couldn't even cover the dialysis deposit. Soon after, my eldest son video-called me. He said he wanted to buy a better apartment in a good school district. He was short of 150 thousand dollars for the down payment and asked if I could lend it to him first. My second son came to the hospital with his wife and daughter. He didn't ask about my condition at all. Instead, he kept showing off his daughter's piano competition trophy, hinting that he needed 50 thousand dollars to enroll her in a prestigious international piano program. My youngest son was even more straightforward. He said he had his eye on a limited-edition pair of sneakers and wanted me to pay 30 thousand dollars for them as a birthday gift. The moment they realized the bank account didn't have enough money, their faces fell. "We each put in three thousand dollars every month. Over eight years, that's at least eight hundred thousand dollars. Mom, are you hiding the money from us?" To force me to reveal my savings, they took turns pressuring me, switching between sweet talk and threats. They even told relatives that I had dementia and had been scammed out of my money. Unable to take it anymore, I yanked out my IV late one night and walked out of the hospital, only to be hit by a car, dying instantly. When I open my eyes again, I find myself back on the day of my hospital checkup.

When I get mutilated by the killer, my Mom, who works as a forensic doctor, is currently shopping with my older sister, Winona Langdon. After the killer gouges out one of my eyes, he unlocks my phone and sends Mom a video call invitation. But the video call only rings a few times before Mom rejects it. When the killer tries calling her again, he finds out that my number has already been blocked. He merely shoots me a mocking smile in return. Once the police have discovered my body, Mom can't help but curse at the killer for his brutality after seeing how badly I was decimated. But what she doesn't recognize is that the twisted-looking corpse actually belongs to me, her unloved daughter.

The top-tier charity auction in Manhattan is about to begin when my boyfriend’s stepsister spots a pearl necklace she likes. Wanting to buy it as her birthday gift, my boyfriend reserves a bidding seat. But due to a mistake by the organizers, the seat had actually been reserved by someone else before he booked it. An elderly lady dressed plainly says the seat is hers, yet they show no intention of yielding. I force my boyfriend to give the seat back to the woman. But Amy storms out in a fit of anger. That night, gunshots echo through the neighborhood. A stray bullet hits her, and she bleeds out on the spot. He calmly arranges her funeral, yet still keeps his promise and marries me. Soon after, my father dies in what is ruled an accident. On the day of my father’s funeral, he storms into the church with his men. Looking at me kneeling before the coffin, he smiles arrogantly. “Olivia, this is what you owe Amy! If you hadn’t stopped me that day, the seat would’ve been hers! She wouldn’t have run out in anger, and she wouldn’t have been shot! Let me tell you something—your father was killed by me. And now it’s your turn!” Right in front of everyone, he shoots my younger brother—who had been kneeling beside me, begging for mercy—dead with a single bullet. His bodyguards pin me down and drag me out of the church as I watch helplessly, his blood pooling before my father’s coffin. When I open my eyes again, my boyfriend is glaring angrily at the waiter, about to explode. What he doesn’t know is that the plainly dressed old woman in sunglasses is the mother of the current Don of the most powerful Mafia family in New York—the Morretti family. And that Don is famously devoted to his mother.

私と紀戸八雲（きど やくも）との結婚は、最初から秘密だった。 結婚したことを隠してきたこの3年間、私は外に言えないくらい誇れない妻として八雲のそばにいた。 外から見れば、八雲は東市協和病院第一の執刀医で、冷酷無情で、唯我独尊の存在だ。いわゆる高嶺の花である。 したし私は、ただそのそばに立っているちっぽけな麻酔科のインターン生だった。 無数の真夜中で、私はいつも1人で家でその人の帰りを待っていた。広い部屋の中、寒くてたまらなかった。 自分がもっと頑張れば、もっと優しくなれば、いつかきっと振り向いてくれると思い込んでいた。 しかし現実は無慈悲で、残酷だった。 「あの人のところにもう行かないでくれない？」私は八雲の裾をギュッと掴んで、細い声で何度もお願いをしていた。 なのに八雲ただ笑った。その笑い声から明らかな嫌味を感じた。「ただの契約なのに、紀戸の奥さんは随分役に入り込んでるね」 * 月日が経ち、八雲のあの娘の前でしか表れない優しさを見てきた。 何も言わずに、私は静かに離婚協議書1枚だけ残して、家を出た。 それから、白銀の東市で、知れ渡ったあの紀戸先生は雪に埋もれた道端で膝をついて、涙目で復縁をお願いしてきた。「優月（ゆづき）、離婚しないでくれ」 その頬からぽつりと落ちた涙は、私の目から、すでに雪のような冷たいものになった。淡々と微笑みながら、私はこう答えた。 「もしかして紀戸先生も役に入り込んでるの？ごめんね、芝居に付き合う暇はないの。契約期限はもう過ぎたわ。告白したいなら、まず列に並んでちょうだい」

My mother was and is a lot of things, but I never knew she would dare leave her Billionaire husband on the Alter stranded. My soon to be step-father was a lot of things, but he wasn’t one to accept humiliation. And for that reason he made me Amelia, the daughter of my runaway mother to take her place on the alter.

Umambon sa Baguio nang gabing iyon, at si Lia Santiago, heartbroken sa betrayal ng ex na pinsan niya, ay napadpad sa Luna Azul bar. Doon niya nakilala si Rafael Ilustre, mysterious, commanding, at intense, at nagkaroon sila ng gabing puno ng tawa, tequila, at titig na nag-iwan ng hindi malilimutang connection. Nagising si Lia na wala si Rafael, pero may ring sa daliri at note na nagsasabing “No regrets”—at doon niya na-realize na siya ang live-in partner ng ina niya. Sa brunch at dinner, lumabas ang forbidden attraction at guilt, habang unti-unting nabunyag ang nakaraan nina Rafael at Vivian. Sa terrace at villa, bawat dialogue at sulyap ay puno ng tension at emosyon, habang lumalalim ang mystery at personal stakes. Ang nobela ay isang emotional rollercoaster ng forbidden attraction, family secrets, at choices na magbabago sa buhay, at magpapa-question sa puso at isip ni Lia sa bawat sandali.

義父が脳梗塞で倒れ、床には血が広がっていた。 私は慌てることなくモップを手に取り、淡々とその血を拭き取った。 嫁として、脳梗塞の治療で最も重要と言われる最初の6分間――そのゴールデンタイムを、私は意図的に見送ることにしたのだ。 前の人生では、義父が倒れているのを最初に見つけたのは私だった。すぐに救急車を呼び、病院に搬送した。 しかし、手術には直系親族の署名が必要だと言われ、私は夫に連絡を取ったものの、彼は「初恋相手との時間を邪魔された」と勘違いし、「どうせくだらない理由だろう」と取り合おうとせず、結局病院には来なかった。 その結果、義父は適切な治療を受けられず亡くなり、夫は最期の瞬間に立ち会うこともできなかった。その怒りの矛先は私に向けられ、彼は私を激しく責め立てた挙句、隙を見て包丁で何度も私を刺し、命を奪ったのだ。 「全部お前のせいだ！高齢の父親をちゃんと世話しなかったお前が悪い！生きている間に孝行できなかったなら、死んででも償え！」 気がつくと、私は義父が倒れたあの日に戻っていた。

私の命は、あと3日。だから私は、大好きな夫・丸山大輝（まるやま だいき）のために、わざと浮気している女を演じることにした。 私を嫌って、離婚してくれるように必死だったのに、大輝がヤケ酒を飲んでるのを見たら、ついカッとなって、彼に言い寄る女の人を突き飛ばしちゃった。 大輝は、目を真っ赤にして怒鳴った。 「俺と別れたいんだろ。だったら、なんで俺のことに口出しするんだよ！」 いつもの私みたいに、「愛してる」って言うのを期待してた。離婚なんて、ただのわがままだって、そう思いたかったはず。 でも私は、隣に彼氏役として立たせた、男の人の手をぎゅっと握って、こみ上げてくる血の味を飲み込みながら、笑ってみせた。 「勘違いしないで。あなたとの離婚の話を、邪魔されたくないだけよ。それに、私の彼氏が不倫相手だなんて言われたら困るもの」 目の前で、大輝の瞳から愛が崩れ落ちていった。 これで、うまくいったんだ。 だけど、私がいなくなった後…… 私の遺品を整理していた大輝は、ベッドの下に隠してあった血まみれの服を見つけて、それを抱きしめて、意識を失うまで泣き叫んだそうだ。

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