After Rebirth, I Ruthlessly Tore Off My Mother's Fig Leaf

The firefighters put out the fire in time.

The ambulance arrived. The doctor's initial examination determined that Chloe and I were the most seriously injured, intending to take us to the hospital first.

But my mom trembled as she grabbed the doctor and yelled, "Noah is unconscious. He is more seriously injured. Why should they be saved first?"

Her hand poked my head. Her nails dug deeply into my scalp, causing silent tears to fall from the pain.

All children are supposed to be equal, but her favoritism was unreasonable.

The doctor patiently explained, holding back his frustration.

"Ma'am, we are professionals. Your granddaughter has a high fever right now. Please don't waste our time."

My mom's face darkened. She acted as if she hadn't heard a word. She forcibly carried Noah, who weighed over 160 pounds and stumbled into the ambulance.

"Hurry up! Don't waste the time. If something happens to him, I'll fight you all!"

My mom blocked the ambulance door, afraid I would try to get in.

"You take them to the hospital first!"

Anyway, another ambulance was coming soon. I didn't want to argue with her.

If anything happened to Noah, Chloe and I would be in trouble.

My tone was full of compromise and helplessness.

The doctor shook his head and sighed helplessly.

"This is unbelievable! Such blatant favoritism for boys!

"Are you sure this is your biological mom?"

I gave a weak smile without confirming or denying it.

Whether she was or not, it didn't matter anymore.

When she served expired pills to Chloe and me, our relationship ended.

"Chloe and I are done with her.

Everything is over!"

The ambulance drove away, and I smiled with relief.

During the days Chloe and I were in the hospital, no one came to see us.

Even though we were in the room next to Noah's.

When I brought takeout into the ward, the nurse glanced at the room next door and clicked her tongue in disapproval.

"What's wrong with your family? You and your daughter are more seriously injured, yet they ignore you.

"Noah is your nephew, right? He's been up and about, ready to be discharged. But your mom insists on keeping him in the hospital for a few more days.

"You two have pneumonia, and no one brings you food. Anyone would think you were adopted."

I didn't want to cause trouble for myself.

My family's attitude clearly showed that even though I saved Noah, they still resented me.

I motioned for the nurse to be quiet.

"It's not good if they hear. He just went through something terrifying. It's normal for my mom to be worried."

"But that doesn't mean they should ignore you and your daughter. Loving you two more isn't difficult, right?"

Sigh!

How could it not be difficult?

They did not care for us even a little.

"Every family has its own problems."

I patted the young nurse and said no more.

After all, she was young. She was probably pampered growing up and didn't understand the hardships of life.

In my previous life, I was bound by the word "filial." I was trapped in a moral framework, allowing my family to suck the life out of me.

Now, I wouldn't let that happen.

I thought that if they didn't cause trouble, this matter would pass.

Seven days later, Chloe and I packed our things to leave the hospital.

Suddenly, the ward door was violently pushed open.

The noise was deafening.

I frowned in displeasure. I was about to speak when my mom slapped me hard across the face.

"Michelle, you've grown bold. We didn't blame you for failing to take care of Noah, yet you go around badmouthing us!"

"They say not to air family dirty laundry, Michelle. You lack virtue!"

"You caught H1N1. We didn't visit you for your financial good!

"If Noah caught H1N1 and had to stay in the hospital longer, wouldn't your expenses be higher?"

My mom and sister-in-law glared at me from either side.

My dad and brother stood firmly behind them.

I thought they wouldn't cause trouble early or late. So, this was what they were waiting for!

"What are you talking about? I don't understand.

"But you're right. Not visiting us was the correct decision."

After all, just seeing them made me sick.