I'm undressed and bound to a testing table when my family comes to pick me up. A thick, sharp needle pierces into my neck. A drug is administered into my blood, and the pain almost makes me lose consciousness. Behind me, I can feel a man's cold hands stroking my skin amorously. Before me, several people are staring at me. They point at me and treat me like an educational instrument. I tremble in fear and curl up on the testing table in pain. Three years ago, my brother sent me to Mykorra's war zone to stand up for Yvette Sanders. Those were the three most insulting and torturous years of my life. They burned away my hope for kinship but not my desire for survival. As the hands roam lower on my body, I bite my lip so hard that I almost draw blood. As the hands start to go overboard, someone knocks on the door. "Wendy Sanders, your brother is here for you."
View MoreMom cried, "So you knew all along what kind of harm going over there would cause Wendy, yet you still pushed us to send her there? How could you be so heartless? She's our daughter!"Her chest heaved violently when she saw those photos; she was clearly enraged. But she seemed to have forgotten that she'd been one of the people who'd pushed things along.Mom soon fainted from the overwhelming grief. Dad then rushed her to the emergency room.However, Connor saw red when he looked at the photos of my suffering and humiliation. He gritted his teeth and said, "I'll kill him… I'll kill Liam!"…Everything finally quietened down in the hospital room. I looked out the window and chuckled softly after a while.They no longer showed up again after that. The next time I heard about them was on the news.According to the news, Connor had rammed his car into Liam, the newly appointed head of the Lancelot family, as if he'd lost his mind.Liam had died on the day he'd been appointed the fam
Mom, who'd always been a gentle soul, stood aside, watching the scene unfold coldly.She had no intention of stopping this one-sided beating. It was as if she hadn't previously hugged Yvette and called her a good daughter.My head hurt from all the noise. I pointed at the door and barked, "Take whatever issues you have outside and settle them there. Don't hurt my ears!"Connor's actions faltered, and he lowered his head dejectedly. "I'm sorry, Wendy. Was I being too noisy? I just wanted to stand up for you and make you feel better."I looked at him indifferently. "You want to stand up for me? More like you just want to vent out all your guilt instead. Have you guys forgotten that you're the ones who actually hurt me?"Connor clenched his fists, instinctively trying to defend himself. "That's not it, Wendy. We were also deceived by this bitch! We wouldn't have treated you like that if she hadn't shown up out of nowhere and told us that she's our family's biological daughter."I co
Dad's usual calm demeanor started to show signs of cracks as he clutched the paternity report."How could this be?" he muttered, staggering as if he could barely stand.Mom clutched her chest as tears continued to fall down her face. Her gaze was filled with hurt and guilt as she looked at me. "I'm sorry, Wendy. Why would this happen? Why?"But I'd seen too much of her crying. At this point, I was getting annoyed.Mom walked over to try and hug me, but I only hugged Maria tighter, refusing to let Mom touch me.She awkwardly held her hand out, looking hurt. "Can you let me hug you, Wendy?"Seeing this, Connor quickly supported Mom and turned to me. He opened his mouth and closed his eyes in frustration after a long pause. He whispered, "Why didn't you tell us earlier?"I replied indifferently, "I told you, but did you believe me?"Connor was rendered speechless. Looking at the evidently red handprint on my cheek, he said regretfully, "But we also did the paternity test for you a
The crowd of onlookers no longer trusted the Sanders after seeing my scars.Someone exclaimed, "She has so many injuries on her body. If you guys are truly her family, we have all the reasons to suspect that you've been abusing her!"Another said, "They were just saying that this young woman wasn't their biological daughter earlier. If they truly loved her, how could they not be shaken when they saw her injuries?"One replied, "You're right! I was about to say that! They don't look like family at all, judging the way they were cursing at her earlier!"As the public opinion began to shift, the Sanders' expressions grew darker.Connor urged, "Stop embarrassing us here and come back with us!"At that moment, Maria Goldlock, the head nurse, finally rushed over.She was the one who'd decided to hire me when I'd come to the hospital for an interview. She knew about my health and everything that had happened to me. As such, even though we'd only known each other for a short time, she
My casual words completely silenced Connor. His expression flickered as he clearly realized what I'd said was true.I'd left everything I'd used to own—from my jewelry to the flowers they'd gifted me—behind at the Sanders residence. I'd even changed my last name to Lloyd.After a while, Connor begrudgingly said, "Do you think we would've come looking for you if it hadn't been for Mom and Dad missing you? Even though Yvette never grew up with us, she's so much better than you! "You're not a descendant of the Sanders family after all—your bad habits are hard to fix no matter how much you're taught!"The crowd of onlookers erupted in a commotion.Someone exclaimed, "She's not even their biological daughter? This family is truly kind—they even came looking for her even though she's not their biological daughter!"Another said, "Stop throwing a tantrum in front of your parents, young lady. You should go home with them. You're family after all."Someone replied, "That's right! Your p
Getting a paternity test had been a spur-of-the-moment decision. I'd wanted to give myself an answer after 23 years. But I had never expected the result to show that I was actually the Sanders' biological daughter. It was so ironic.I no longer cared about the truth, nor did I want to know how they'd react after finding the paternity test result. Whether it was family or kinship, I wanted nothing to do with any of it.I looked at my last name on my identification card—it had changed from Sanders to Lloyd. I hadn't changed my last name to Lorenzo like I had told them. Instead, I'd just picked a random last name.After all, I'd only returned to the Sanders residence to retrieve my identification card so that I could change my name. I wanted to completely sever ties with them and regain my freedom.So naturally, I had to cut off any possibilities of them finding me.…I landed in the airport in a small town, Lynnole, two weeks later.The three years of drug testing in the war z
Dad's words hit me like a bolt from the blue. I looked up and exclaimed through gritted teeth, "No! I'm not marrying him!"Dad frowned and scolded, "Are you not going to listen to me now? Liam is the eldest son of the Lancelot family. He's more than eligible to be matched with Yvette. So why not you?"I chuckled coldly and glanced at Yvette. "If he's truly so eligible, you should just let her marry him instead."Yvette flinched diffidently under my gaze. She hid behind Connor and aggrievedly said, "I just got back, so I want to stay by Mom, Dad, and Conny's side more. Are you that eager to kick me out?"Connor got even more enraged when he heard her. "That's enough! Don't forget that you would've died in the slums long ago if Yvette hadn't taken your place, Wendy! Yvette has already suffered enough. Don't say I didn't warn you if you dare to go after her again!"Mom also looked at me with disappointment. "You know very well that Liam loves you, yet you're still pushing Yvette to m
The man slowly walked over and helped me up. A wave of disgust washed over me as his palm touched my skin.I shook him off with all my might and uttered through gritted teeth, "Liam."Liam Lancelot chuckled, his fingers casually brushing against my cheek. "Long time no see."I started breathing laboriously. I couldn't understand why I still couldn't escape this demon when I had already left that hellish place.Dad looked at me, clearly displeased. "Why are you being so rude? Is this how you treat the benefactor who took care of you for the past three years?"Benefactor? If he was my benefactor, then what was I supposed to make of these scars all over me?I let out a mocking laugh, yet my body trembled uncontrollably. I couldn't be sure if it was out of anger or disgust.Mom also stepped forward to persuade me. "We asked Liam to take care of you the past three years you were in Mykorra's war zone. It's all thanks to him that you were able to come back safely, Wendy. You shouldn't
I was kicked out of the moving car without warning and sent crashing onto the ground hard. The sharp pain sent a wave of dizziness through me.Even so, I stumbled to my feet, instinctively popping my dislocated hand bones and kneecap back into place. I then slowly made my way down the familiar path I'd walked countless times before.I still needed to return to the Sanders residence to retrieve something.Compared to what I'd felt in the past three years, this little bit of pain couldn't do anything to stop me.…By the time I staggered back to the Sanders residence, Connor was already sitting in the living room. Meanwhile, Mom, whom I hadn't met for three years, was currently hugging a coquettish Yvette. She had a soft smile on her face.However, the first to notice me was Yvette."Wendy's back!" She linked arms with Mom and walked over cheerfully.Mom was initially surprised to see me before tearing up in a heartbroken manner. "How did things end up like this? Connor, too—I'
I looked up in confusion, wondering if I'd misheard it.It wasn't until I was actually sent back to Sundale City and saw that familiar figure in the airport that my numb heart started throbbing painfully.Three years ago, Yvette Sanders had made her grand return as the actual daughter of the Sanders family. As for me, the fake daughter who had occupied her place for 20 years, I'd naturally come crashing down from the heights where I'd once been.Although my family had promised that they would treat me the same as before even though I wasn't their biological daughter, I'd still ended up in Mykorra's war zone three months later.When I'd accidentally hurt Yvette while setting her bones, they had criticized my medical skills and sent me there to "improve" myself.From then, I'd become the lowest of the low in the war zone—a test subject for experimental drugs.I'd been left with countless illnesses from the drug testing, and my skin was marked with numerous needle marks and scars. E...
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