After Rebirth, I Sold My Biased MotherChapter 1
I was the child my parents accidentally conceived and gave birth to.
They left me in the countryside while personally taking care of my younger brother.
My younger brother was spoiled and became unruly, often hitting and scolding me and kicking me out of the house.
I endured until the day before the SAT. My younger brother secretly turned off my alarm clock, causing me to miss the most important exam of my life.
My parents ignored my hysterical anger and married me off to a colleague at my dad's factory. I spent ten years being a nobody, working like a horse for others.
Later, I tried to escape but was caught and beaten to death.
When I opened my eyes again, I chose to truly become a "stranger"!
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"This is my home, get out! Get out of my house!"
Staring at Nick throwing things in front of me, I was stunned for a moment.
Before I could react, a cold and hard object hit my forehead, and everything in front of me turned red.
Nick was still throwing things, shouting, "Get out! Get out! Get out!"
It was then that I realized, I was reborn!
The person who was crazily throwing things at me was my younger brother.
Because I had eaten a box of yogurt for dinner, he thought I had taken his things and wanted to kick me out, even though it was already 9 p.m.
And at this moment, my so-called parents were pretending to be deaf in the kitchen.
In my previous life, after Nick kicked me out of the house, I stood at the door begging, but he just threw my things out.
I had nowhere to go, so I squatted at the doorstep for a night and got a high fever the next day.
A bottle of yogurt was worth more than his own sister.
Thinking about this, I felt ironic and couldn't help but smile, "Alright, I'll pack up my things."
Nick didn't expect that I would have this attitude and stood still.
I entered the door and searched for my own things.
This house was a two-bedroom apartment mortgaged by Nick's parents. I didn't have a room and slept on the sofa all year round.
So I had very few things. I just took my backpack, a few clothes I bought myself, and my phone.
Hearing the sound of me searching through things, my mother ran out of the kitchen with her hands on her hips, "You stubborn girl. Your brother just said a few words to you. Are you still going to play the runaway game? If you leave, don't come back!"