When Goodbye Is the Only Choice
Chapter 3
“Family members, please make way. We need to change the patient's medicine.”
The nurse came in, lifted the quilt and exposed my most painful wound directly to everyone.
There was a sound of gasps in the ward.
“How?”
My mother could not believe this. Even though the doctor told her that my condition was serious, she still could not imagine it.
At that time, she saw clearly.
My legs were fixed by a bracket under the quilt and could not move. The wound on my lower body, which had been treated and sutured, ran across my abdomen, but it was still turned outward and bloody in several places. A bag filled with yellow liquid was still fixed on my waist.
My father had left the ward long before the nurse changed the dressing. My mother could not help crying and left quickly at this moment.
“What kind of heartless scum could be so cruel to a little girl?!”
The nurse could not help but feel angry, but her hand became lighter when changing the bandage.
The pain of changing the dressing made my whole body tremble, but it was nothing compared to the pain in my heart.
The sound of my parents' quarrel came from the door of the ward.
“Hubby, Lindsey is already in this state, should we still let the reporters publish the photos of her injuries? This will have a huge impact on the company.”
“Don’t forget, before Lindsey’s college entrance exam, the teachers approached us, offering her a spot at the university. But if this scandal grows even bigger, those people will give up on her. In her current state, how can she possibly continue school like normal?”
I worked hard to gain admission into colleges, but my success was easily ruined by my biological parents.
He told me this when I was taken home at the age of fifteen.
“My company is on the rise and we cannot allow any bad news to appear, so we can only recognize you as an adopted child. You and Martina are both my daughters and I will give you nothing less.”
He spoke about favoritism with such righteous pretense, yet he didn’t even dare to acknowledge his own daughter openly.
But that time, for Martina’s sake and to prevent my comeback, they tossed aside the company’s precious reputation without hesitation.
Feeling the pain in my body, I asked the nurse, “Sister, can I borrow your cell phone to make a call?”
I typed the mobile number, pressed the call button and the call was quickly connected.
“I agree to be your heir. But I have a request.”
The doctor was still preparing the surgical plan and all I needed to do was rest well.
Then, wait for the right opportunity.
My parents asked reporters to post the photos of me being tortured online, which immediately caused an uproar on the Internet.
I considered browsing my phone as rehabilitation.
I saw various news about me on the Internet.
[I know this person. She is a top student in our school, but she has a bad character. It is said that she is an orphan and was sponsored by a kind-hearted person to transfer to another school. She also excluded other people's daughters in school, causing the daughter to become depressed.]
[I know this too. She shamelessly moved into someone else's house and tried to steal their parents!]
[I know this too. She shamelessly moved into someone's house and wanted to steal their parents!]
[Yes, I heard about it too. Moreover, she is so young, but she is already dating rich men. My classmates saw her get into a luxury car with a man.]
[Didn't you notice? When she wears a school skirt, she never wears tights and pants. It's obvious that she is trying to seduce others. Otherwise, why would that person choose her when he could have kidnapped someone else?]
The sharp knives hidden behind the Internet stabbed at me one by one. Although I was prepared, my fingers still trembled in front of the screen.
They accused me of trying to steal Martina’s parents, but they were actually my real parents.
Classmates who once treated me kindly became targets for Martina’s supporters, enduring relentless bullying.
In the end, I was completely isolated by the entire class.
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