They Gave Her Five Houses And Six fake DNA Test For Me Chapter 02
A chill ran through my body, and I froze.
“What are you staring at?!”
Dad got angry again when he saw me staring.
You dare glare at me? We raised you until
eighteen. That was kindness. Now it’s over. You can go
wherever you want. If you die out there, it’s none of our business.”
He pulled a bill from his pocket and threw it in my face.
All the money we spent on you! We’ve kept track of every cent!”
Sign an IOU and pay back $800 a month. If you’re short even
a cent, I’ll take you to court! I’ll make sure you can’t find a job,
I’ll make you a deadbeat, I’ll make sure you can never hold your head up again!”
Mom chimed in, “That’s right, not a cent less! We raised her
for eighteen years for free, and she dares to lash out and glare at us!”
Clutching the six paternity test reports, I could barely stand.
“I don’t believe it…”
I grabbed the edge of the paper and tore it apart.
Pieces scattered all over the room.
“Anyone with eyes can see she and I are twins! You’re liars!
You’ve been planning to kick me out all along!”
“You still want to deny it!” Mom’s face turned cold.
“What right do you have not to believe us? We raised you all
these years, and you show no gratitude, and now you blame us?”
My sister stood behind Mom, shoulders hunched.
Vera, please don’t be like this. Just apologize to Mom and
Dad. It wasn’t easy for them raising us.”
Shut up!”
I yelled at her, and tears finally streamed down my face.
How dare you yell at her!”
Dad grabbed my arm and threw me out the door.
Mom kicked the suitcase after me.
It hit my shin, and it hurt.
*From today on, you have nothing to do with this family.”
I tripped over the threshold and fell into the stairwell,
My knee hit the terrazzo floor, and a few drops of blood oozed out.
“The IOU.”
Mom followed me out and placed the bill and a pen on the
floor in front of me. “Sign it before you leave. $800 a month.
Remember that.”
knelt on the floor, arms and legs scraped and bleeding.
But it was nothing compared to my sister’s reddened wrist.
I picked up the bill from the floor.
Formula, diapers, tuition…
Each item listed clearly, down to the cent.
At the bottom was a handwritten line.
Total: $486,321. Repay in monthly installments of $800 until paid off.]
$486,000, eighteen years.
I suddenly felt like laughing.
My sister got five property deeds and a gold jewelry set for her birthday.
But they’d kept an eighteen–year account on me.
I swallowed the lump in my throat and tilted my head back.
“What about my biological parents? Where are they?”
Mom and Dad both froze for a moment.
Mom reacted first. “You have the nerve to ask about your real
parents? They didn’t want you! They threw you in the trash,
and we were kind enough to pick you up!”
Dad said, “If we hadn’t taken pity on you, you would have
frozen to death out there. Why didn’t your biological parents
raise you? Because you’re a jinx!”
So even the answers could be made up on the spot.
I suddenly felt drained.
I didn’t want to argue or ask anymore.
I picked up the pen and signed my name at the bottom of the IOU.
Before I could react, Mom snatched it from my hands,
Then she slammed the door.
The whole floor went silent again.
Only faint laughter came from inside.