After Pampering My Brother

When a vicious dog belonging to Albert Kent nearly mauls his three-year-old daughter to death, a devastated father demands justice from his wife's family. Instead of remorse, he faces shocking coldness. His wife prioritizes her brother's pet over their own child's life, urging him to remain quiet so as not to startle the animal. Dismissing their daughter's near-fatal trauma, she coldly promises him a son instead, triggering a deep rift in their marriage.

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Chapter 3

I was too tired to listen to her nonsense about Albert anymore. Suppressing my anger, I asked her, "Did you know that Ruby just came out of the emergency room? Did you know that the doctor issued a critical notice just now?

"The doctor said that a lot of money is still needed for the follow-up treatment. That's Ruby's life-saving money!

"Albert is almost thirty, right? He just lazes around at home all day, playing with cats and dogs. His inability to get married has nothing to do with the house. You must return the money to me immediately."

I thought she didn't know how serious Ruby's injury was, so her mind was full of Albert now.

Any mother, upon knowing that her child was bitten by a dog like that, would be extremely distressed and heartbroken.

Just like my mother, even in her sixties, she still dared to rush towards the fierce dog for the child.

But Ariana's next words were simply beyond the limit of my values.

"That's my biological brother. How can you talk like that?

"It's just a few bites. What's the big deal? Kids heal quickly. Besides, aren't your parents at the hospital? What's the use of me going there?

"Even if the worst happens, I can have another child for you.

"Maybe the second child will be a son."

After saying that, she hung up the phone.

I was so angry that I couldn't catch my breath, and my chest hurt in waves.

I knew that Ariana was born into a family that favored boys over girls. She had suffered a lot since childhood, always giving way to Albert for everything.

So ever since we got married, I did my best to spoil her, and my parents also treated her like their own daughter.

Our family spoiled her, wanting to make up for the love she missed in those years and let her know that girls were also worthy of love.

When Ruby was born, my parents were so happy that they couldn't stop smiling.

At that time, Ariana asked me carefully, "Are your parents really not angry because I gave birth to a girl?

"Do they really like girls?"

I held her in my arms and comforted her, "The celebratory ritual lasted for three days. Look how happy they are. They have no such concept of favoring boys over girls."

I thought she had already let go of such thoughts. But those consciousnesses still remained in her, influencing her imperceptibly.

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