For My Sister, My Parents Sacrifice My Life

I don't know what Mom said to Zella, but they happily returned to the study.

Under mom's eye gesture, my sister held her head high and walked next to me defiantly, not even bothering to look at me.

"Well, congratulations! You did well on this exam. Mom just asked me to accompany you to buy college supplies."

Ever since I was a little girl, my sister had been particularly hard on me.

She always felt that I was the one who snatched away what should have belonged to her. Even though my parents had been strict enough with me, she still seemed to think it was not enough and always found various reasons to make things difficult for me.

Looking at Zella's disdainful expression, I shrugged my shoulders.

"It doesn't matter. I don't really need anything special."

"Whatever."

Zella rolled her eyes and walked out angrily.

Seeing Zella angry, Mom hurriedly chased after her to coax her, while Dad sat in the room with a frown.

"Chloe, how do you talk to your sister? I've told you so many times. Why are you so disobedient?"

I turned my head helplessly, not wanting to look at him, but he became even angrier.

"Don't think you can be complacent just because you got good grades on one test. You should learn more from your sister. She took the initiative to buy things for you. How can you be so ungrateful?"

Seeing that he seemed unwilling to stop talking, I turned my head and pretended to apologize.

"Okay, Dad, I understand."

And at that moment, Zella's angry roar also came from outside the living room.

"I don't care. She doesn't deserve to go to college. If you want to take her shopping, then I won't go. Depend on yourself!"

The familiar sound of a slamming door rang out just as the words fell.

Mom walked in with a frown on her face, completely devoid of the previous gentleness and patience.

Looking at their completely different attitudes towards me and Zella, I never knew why in my past life, and I always felt that I didn't do well enough to make my parents angry.

But when my soul floated back home, I knew that once a pastor had told them that they would only have one daughter, and that daughter would be their pride and reliance for a lifetime.

So when after finding out that they were pregnant with twins, they blamed me for everything.

From childhood to adulthood, as long as it was something Zella wanted, regardless of whether I wanted it or not, they would mercilessly take away my things and give them to Zella.

Even in my previous life, when I ran out the door in a hurry, they were already planning how I should serve my sister in the future.

When Mom walked past me, she impatiently pushed me.

"What are you standing here for? None of you make me worry-free."

While speaking, she pulled Dad out again and walked to the kitchen.

The two of them whispered in the kitchen, and my father's eyes occasionally glanced in my direction. I sighed helplessly. Sure enough, what should come would come.

However, unlike the previous life, because my sister got angry, my parents took her out to buy things in the afternoon, leaving me alone at home.

I was very happy about this result, after all, it also gave me time to prepare.

Mom and Dad didn't come back home until late.

I was quietly reading in my room when they entered with shopping bags.

Dad called me loudly and said that he bought my favorite cake for me.

I looked at the clock on the table and it was already half past ten in the evening.

Before I could go out, Mom impatiently walked into the room.

"Do you have long ears for air? Didn't you hear me calling you? How did I raise such an ungrateful person like you?"