After I Got Cancer, My Mother Asked Me to Pay Back My Debts

Not long after I graduated and started working, my mother came to me with a bill.

"I've raised you for so many years. It's time to pay back now that you're grown up"

She transferred all my savings to her card despite my objections.

She said the money was interest and took my brother with her on a trip to relax.

As soon as they left, I quietly sold my mother's gold jewelry.

Then I took the earliest bus and went back to my hometown.

When they found it and rushed back to the hometown, they only saw my tombstone and my grandma's tombstone snuggled together.

They all went crazy.

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I had just finished cleaning the blood in the sink when my mother called me outside.

"Lucky, come here quickly."

Lucky was like a dog's name.

It was not cheesy, but also unpleasant.

Mom said that my name was to bring blessings to the family.

But Grandma said that my name meant that I would receive blessings.

So even if I was ridiculed and bullied by my classmates, I didn't think about changing it.

I wiped my hands and walked out in a daze.

She held a thick stack of bills and asked me for money without even looking up.

"You have started working. It's about time you paid me back."

"I don't ask for much, just 1 million dollars. I won't even bother you if you marry someone rich in the future."

Mom raised her eyebrows and slammed the bill on the table.

"It's been two years since you graduated and you have been promoted now. I heard from your brother that you have 50,000 dollars in your bank account."

She reached out, signaling me to give money to her.

The desire in her eyes made me sick.

I immediately said, "I don't have any money. I have been diagnosed with acute leukemia and need treatment."

My mother frowned and immediately became angry, raising her hand to grab my hair.

"I ask you for money and you say you're sick? Leukemia? Even a fool can see through your intentions!"

She turned her head and called my brother.

My brother Vincent Brown was still holding his phone, and the sounds of fighting kept coming from it.

He looked at us impatiently, "I've told you not to mess with Mom. You deserve to be beaten."

In private, he always called me "Sis" and asked me to give him money.

In order to let him not annoy me, I spent money to get rid of the trouble. Unexpectedly, he saw the deduction message.

Now he didn't call me Sis anymore but blamed me for not giving money to Mom.

I endured the pain of having my hair pulled and shouted for him to stop.

Naturally, they wouldn't listen.

My brother skillfully took out my phone and forcibly pulled my fingerprint to unlock it.

That night was chaotic.

Mom couldn't stop the corners of her mouth from rising when she got the money.

She patted my face and said, "This is the interest. You have to repay the money within ten years. After ten years, you have to add 50,000 dollars. We have agreed on this, okay?"

How could I possibly give her a million dollars in ten years?

They were just trying to confine me at home and make me their cash machine!

I screamed harshly and my brother gave a 'tsk' and immediately pulled my mom's hand towards the door.

His face was full of flattery, asking Mom to take him on a trip.

"Okay, let's go on a trip together to relax."

"Vincent will go to college soon. Let's hurry up and have fun before school begins! Hurry up, thank your sis!"

Mom wrapped her arms around my brother and swept me before leaving with a smile.

And I lay on the sofa panting.

Relaxing?

Did someone this brazen need to relax?

I closed my eyes and traced back the hardships of my life.

I should have long ago lived for myself.