My family felt regretful after I was diagnosed with stomach cancer

But the next second, just because Sirena cried a little harder, she retracted her gaze and continued to comfort Sirena.

I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and turned back to the room.

Instead of reflecting on myself, I took out the gifts I packed.

They glanced at me in surprise, followed by sneers.

“What, you have wild thoughts and learned to run away from home? Your parents discipline you for your own good. Willow, why don’t you understand our painstaking efforts? Since you are not convinced, walk out of this door today and don’t come back!”

The more times I was disappointed, the calmer I became.

After hearing such threats for the umpteenth time, I was no longer afraid of not being able to return to this home.

Because this home had never really accommodated me.

Seeing me walk out without looking back, my father grabbed a cup and threw it at me in a rage.

The broken glass made a hole in my head.

But I did not give in.

I just stopped and looked back at everyone.

“Since you regret giving birth to me, I will sever ties with the Holland Family today. This is the best decision I’ve ever made in my life.”

As soon as I left the yard of the villa, Jack chased me out and took out a few banknotes from his pocket.

He handed it to me in an admonishing tone. “Take this money first, find a place to calm down for a few days. Wait until your parents are no longer angry. Come back and admit your mistakes and this matter will be over.”

136 dollars.

For Sirena, it was just the money for a meal.

So they had long been accustomed to thinking that my living expenses for a few days were only worthy of Willow’s meal money.

At this time, Sirena also ran out.

She took the money from Jack’s hand and said to me coquettishly with a smile, “Willow, we are all family and Dad and Mom are just talking in anger. Do you really want to drive Willow away, Jack? In my opinion, don’t give her money. When she is hungry, she can come back earlier, right?”

Jack thought it made sense and quietly withdrew his hand.

My illness relapsed.

I dragged my tired body. I didn’t know how long I walked before I walked out of the rich area where the Holland Family lived.

I used the little money I saved from part-time work to book a hotel.

At night, I hugged myself and lay on the small bed.

As time passed by, I fell asleep.

In the days without Sirena, I was also the baby in my parents’ hands.

At that time, they were busy with work and they were really exhausted.

I was sent to the countryside when I was very young.

My mother kissed my cheek reluctantly and said, “Baby, when I am done, I will definitely come to pick you up early.”

I waited for four years.

When my parents finally came, there was a girl beside them.

She was the child of my father’s best friend and her parents died for some reasons.

My parents adopted her as their daughter.

I also treated her as my own sister.

But on her birthday, she was pierced by a needle hidden in her dress. She cried and hid in my parents’ arms and said, “Uncle, Aunt, don’t blame me. I didn’t mean it. Give me a little more time, I will definitely let my sister accept me!”

Her words directly sentenced me to death.

I asked her why she framed me.

She showed a sinister smile on her young face, then grabbed my hand, put it on her chest and fell downstairs.

At that moment, my parents just came home.

Since then, I had become an out-and-out bad seed.

My part-time job money was framed by Sirena as stealing her, so my parents cut off my pocket money.