Quitting This Family After Being Abandoned For Laughs นิยาย & เรื่องราว

After the accident, I came home in clothes soaked with blood. Mom and Dad took one look at the bandages covering me and immediately asked what had happened. I clenched my fists and said, “Car accident. My phone’s emergency SOS automatically sent my location to my emergency contacts and tried calling them. Mom, you hung up. Dad, you never even checked the alert.” I thought they would apologize and promise that they would never ignore an emergency alert again. Instead, Mom frowned. “Why would you put down my number? You know I have a heart condition. What if I suddenly got an emergency alert like that and passed out from the shock?” Dad waved a hand dismissively. “My blood pressure is hi

Close enough that my voice didn’t need to be loud. “Why the fuck would I do that” I let out a dry laugh “You are okay watching us get spoken down on and dragged through social media?” Jimmy asked “You don’t care that I’m alive! You care that you look bad?” “We are your family at the end of the day, fix it immediately and stop acting a fool” My mother’s face hardened “No we aren’t” I shook my head and for a second none of them spoke “I was never family” I added “Here comes the drama” Jimmy rolled his eyes

I don’t look away from my mother and father, not stuttering once so they know I mean business. “I don’t know how I’ll curb this, and we might be going to jail for a fake marriage, but I want to make sure it doesn’t back fire on the family name, nothing is more important.” A deep breath, I blink through the tears. I’ve not taken anything from them in years, but at the very least I had a family. Maybe Court is all I need. “Izzy, don’t do this.” Freddy says urgently, he knows what it means to be abandoned by this family after all.

Now, the numbness radiating from my hands was a constant reminder of just how ruthlessly Vivian had once treated me. "Save your breath. There's no home or future for us anymore. Instead of wasting your time pestering me, why don't you go figure out how to earn the forgiveness of the patent holder? Maybe then you can spare your little boyfriend a prison sentence." That was the final lifeline I threw her way. With that, I turned and walked away. Vivian stood there watching me leave the whole time. Then, she covered her face and slowly sank to the ground, crouching there for the longest time without getting back up.

And yet I wasn't as happy as I'd imagined I would be. I suppose that is what it looks like when someone makes it up to you too late. You don't get it when you want it most. When they bring it to you later, no matter how carefully, all it proves is that they've finally understood why it hurt you back then. I looked down and took a bite of the cake. Still sweet. Just not the slice I was waiting for three years ago. When I walked them out that night, Diana was the last to go. "Do you still hold people accountable?"

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 was the apple of my parents’ eyes and the beloved little sister my two older brothers had always protected. On the day of my coming-of-age ceremony, I was struck unconscious by a falling beam while trying to protect them. When I opened my eyes, Suzy Lane, a system agent, had already taken control of my body. At first, my parents and brothers desperately tried to drive this “invader” out. That changed when Suzy, her eyes red from crying, told them, “I don’t want to cling to you either, but… Nora Hart can only return if your love for me reaches a perfect score!” Everyone then began forcing themselves to treat her like family. My parents’ stiff replies, filled with barely concealed disgust, g

When the SAT results come out, the fake daughter who gets through high school by cheating and shortcuts scores a disastrous 400. My parents and older brother take turns comforting her, saying it's just a temporary setback. They even promise to take her on vacation to Eroba to help clear her head. No one cares about my result. Mom even takes away my phone so I can't check my score. From the other end of the dinner table, Dad speaks in a matter-of-fact tone. "I've already spoken to someone at the best SAT prep school. You and Chloe can enroll together. At least, you can keep each other company." My brother chimes in without even looking at me. "Don't leave the house for a while. We're taki

At 2:47 p.m., more than 300 red alerts flashed across the screens in Langford Group's financial control center. The money hadn't been stolen. It was way worse than that because no one in the entire company could use a single dollar. Five billion dollars in client assets were locked in clearing accounts. The phones wouldn't stop ringing as banks, investment firms, and federal regulators scrambled for answers. My father, Richard Langford, sat in the conference room, staring at an ashtray overflowing with cigarette butts. My cousin, Ryan Langford, was glued to the server status reports, his face growing paler by the minute. The cybersecurity team had spent hours sifting through every system

Melville Taylor and I were chasing the northern lights in Alaska when a gang of robbers carjacked us. To make them let Melville go, I let them tie me to the back of the car and drag me six miles for their entertainment. When they finally stopped, I was covered in blood. Large patches of my skin had been scraped away, and I could barely stand. Then the woman leading the gang pulled off her mask and untied Melville. "Surprise!" Melville beamed at me. "Congratulations, babe. You passed my test! I'm the next head of the Taylor family. I'm sorry I kept that from you. Cecilia and I bet on whether you loved me enough to die for me." His bright blue eyes shone with love. "I'm so glad I didn't lose."