The False Heiress Strikes Back

When my body was barely healed, I packed up and returned to the Green family's old house.

In more than a month, no one from the family had called me.

I thought of the father who used to lift me up with a smile and pressed my lips together.

At least, I wanted to say a proper goodbye.

When I entered the living room, my parents seemed visibly uneasy at the sight of me.

"Eileen, you're back." My mother, who had been holding Eden's hand, awkwardly let go when she saw me.

Eden looked displeased at being released, then shot me a venomous look.

What was she unhappy about? She was now the true heiress of a wealthy family.

And I was just an imposter about to move out.

"Mom, Dad, can I talk to you?"

My mother hesitated, wanting to go to the study with me, but Eden held her back.

"I'm a part of this family now, so let's just talk here."

I glanced at her, and she flinched but defiantly glared back.

My parents listened to her and sat down again.

Of course, I was an outsider. What right did I have to talk to them?

Without hesitation, I turned and went upstairs.

In the month of no contact with the family, I had come to understand their choice.

One daughter who suffered hardship outside, another who was swapped to steal her destiny.

I had no standing to blame them.

But my nose tingled, and I couldn't hold back my tears.

It felt like my entire life had been an illusion, nothing real.

As I packed my things, Eden followed behind me.

"Eileen Green, how dare you come back? All these things should be mine. How can you take them?"

Her resentful voice came from behind me.

My hands paused as I packed my things.

"Then leave it all to you."

I continued to pack my things with my eyes downcast, taking fewer things with me.

I left behind all the jewelry and valuables, taking only some clothes and personal items.

When I went to get the cat carrier to take Lucky, Eden grabbed me.

Her eyes were full of provocation. "You need to leave this behind."

I frowned, tightening my grip.

"You have the money to buy as many cats as you want. Do you even need to take mine?"

But she pulled harder, causing me to stumble.

"This cat was a gift from Jone to you, but I gave it to him. It was mine, to begin with. How can you take it?"

Mentioning Jone made my heart ache.

When Jone brought that skinny little cat to me, I couldn't help but soften.

"Eileen, you know we can't keep pets at home. Look at how pitiful it is. Can you take it in?"

But he knew I was allergic to cat hair.

"Eileen, let Eden have it."

I turned to see my mother had entered my room.