APKDock Logo
Chapters
share
A Biased Mother and An Arrogant Brother Novel Cover

A Biased Mother and An Arrogant Brother

After my mother was paralyzed, she promised me her entire estate if I became her full-time caregiver. I trusted her, abandoning my career to tend to her needs. Yet, the moment she passed away, my brother Jason Moore seized the will, claiming all her savings and properties for himself. When I confronted him, he pushed me down the stairs to my death. Now, miraculously reborn, I am done playing the dutiful martyr. This time, they are entirely on their own, and I will never care for them again.
Chapters
share

Chapter 4

Jason was determined to throw the burden on me.

Without even telling me in advance, he dropped my mother off downstairs of my house early in the morning.

Although it was April, the morning wind was very cold. My mother was sitting in a wheelchair, crying and snoting.

The neighbors were very kind. Feeling sorry for her, they covered her with a quilt and gave her hot water.

My mother cried and told them how unfilial I was.

They all had children, so when they heard that, they were so angry that they came to knock on my door in groups, with disapproval written on their faces.

Some old women were so angry that their eyebrows were squinted and their eyes were raised.

"Young lady, how can you be so heartless? No matter how many faults your mother has, you can't just leave her downstairs and ignore her. How cold it is. Why don't you bring her up here quickly?"

"That's it. You will get old one day too. Do you want your children to treat you like this in the future?"

At first, I had no idea what was going on.

It wasn't until I looked down the window that I understood.

It was an attempt to use public opinion to force me to compromise.

They really underestimated me.

I had died once, so how could I care about other people's opinions?

But I didn't expect that someone would post the video of that day online.

In the video, my mother's lips turned purple from the cold and her eyes were filled with tears, looking so pitiful.

If I wasn't the person involved, I would have been fooled by her aggrieved look.

Public opinion was overwhelmingly criticizing me.

[Her daughter is too vicious and actually did such a thing. So wicked.]

[Such a wicked girl. She even abandoned her own mother.]

[This is murder in disguise! Her mom can sue her in court.]

[Poor old woman, you can come to my house to eat meals.]

[Who has the old woman's contact information? I want to send her some nourishment.]

In the comment section, apart from scolding me, there were also kind-hearted people asking how to donate to her.

It was far beyond Jason's expectations.