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My mom was pregnant with her second child, and because they were worried that I wouldn't understand, they lied to me and told me that my mom had cancer because of her big belly. I smashed my piggy bank and took out my year-end money, crying to cure my mom. Toys were not wanted, snacks were not eaten, and I just hoped that my mom would be cured. Instead, a few months later, my mom came home with a baby in her arms, smiling and saying it was my brother. They said they would treat us all the same, but gave the toys and snacks to my brother. My piano room became my brother's toy room and my bedroom became my brother's playroom. Then my brother was diagnosed with kidney failure, and when my parents forced me to replace my kidney, I died on the operating table. Opened my eyes again, my mother gently touched my stomach, choked and said to me, "There is a tumor in my mother's stomach ......" This time, I decided not to want this affection anymore.
Chapter 1
My mother was pregnant with a second child. They were worried that I wouldn't understand them and lied to me, saying her swollen belly was due to cancer.
I emptied my piggy bank and was desperate to help her get better.
I gave up toys and snacks and only hoped she was cured.
A few months later, she came home with a baby. She told me with a smile that it was my younger brother.
They promised to treat me and my younger brother equally, but all the toys and snacks went to him.
My piano room became his playroom, and my bedroom turned into his game room.
Later, when my brother was diagnosed with kidney failure, my parents forced me to donate a kidney, and I died on the operating table.
When I opened my eyes again, my mother was gently touching her belly and choking with tears as she said, "There's a growth in my belly..."
I decided to give up my family ties this time.
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"Norene, there's a growth in my belly. The doctor said it might be cancer, so..." my mother said while standing beside me.
Her eyes were red as she looked at me.
Then she lowered her head to touch her belly gently.
My head buzzed.
I silently turned to look at her swollen belly, and my expression became weird.
I had heard that line in my previous life.
Back then, they deceived me that my mother had cancer and that I would be the cause of her death if I didn't behave well.
I was nine years old back then. It was an unbearable burden.
So I emptied my piggy bank and cried as I handed over all my money for her treatment.
I gave up my favorite toys and snacks and only hoped to save money to cure her.
As time went on, her belly grew bigger, and everyone seemed so happy.
Only I lived in constant fear because I was kept in the dark. I couldn't understand why her illness worsened since I tried my best to behave well.
One day, she was sent to the hospital as she looked in so much pain.
I was alone at home and cried bitterly. I was even convulsed. I prayed that this terrible "cancer" wouldn't cause my mother to die.
But months later, she returned home happily with a baby. She told me that it was my younger brother.
Memories roared through my mind, and I unconsciously clenched my hands.
My mother thought I was scared, so she came over, touched my head, and said in the gentlest tone, "Mom is sick, so you need to be good. Okay?"
Did she ask me to behave well again?
Although I no longer cared about this couple's attitude in my new life, it still chilled my heart to hear the same lie.
My father also walked up to me and extended his hand. "Norene, don't worry. We will always love you as much as before."
They were waiting for my response and expecting me to promise to be a good daughter.
But I pointed at my mother's belly with a blank expression and said flatly, "But wasn't she just pregnant?"
In an instant, their faces turned awkward, and they didn't know what to say.
The atmosphere grew tense.
I didn't want to look at them any longer, so I simply said goodbye and turned to go upstairs.
In my previous life, when I heard that my mother had cancer, I cried sadly.
In my eyes, cancer was a terrifying disease, and I feared it would take my mother away.
I promised to be good and listen to them in everything.
I thought about it now, and everything seemed so ridiculous.
My mother kept me in the dark until the day she gave birth.
Since that was the case, I decided to be honest and straightforward this time.
I didn't want my parents, since they were not as genuine as they seemed. I even decided to give up their so-called love.
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