After Rebirth, I Sold My Biased Mother

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!"

My father, Marshall Moss, stood behind my mother, and his face was also not good, "You are the older sister, what can't you tolerate for your brother?"

As soon as I saw them, a boundless hatred surged in my heart.

My mother got pregnant at the age of 19 because they didn't take any protective measures. I am Ester.

I was thrown to my grandmother's house in the countryside when I was not even a month old, and they completely ignored me for 14 years.

And Nick was the precious child they had when they were wealthy. He was a child that was hard to come by.

So Nick was born and brought up by his side.

If it weren't for my grandmother's death last year, I might not be here.

But if I had known that the price of coming here was to be sold to a man whose age was similar to my father's, I would never have come!

I carried my schoolbag without being moved, and casually lied, "That's not right, Mom, Dad. I know it's not easy for you to raise me and spend money on me. I'm 15 now and I should support myself."

Their expressions changed a bit, and I continued, "I plan to work part-time and study part-time so that I won't ask you for money in high school."

My mother, Raina's face showed joy, "Then you found a factory? You should leave now. The earlier you go out, the earlier you can earn money!"

Without hesitation, I turned and left.

They didn't know that this house had also been rented to someone else by an unscrupulous agent.

Behind them, there were troubles!

I found a temporary hourly room and stayed there at night.

The next day, I called my best friend Nina and asked her mom to find me a single room for rent, 200 dollars a month.

Fortunately, it was summer vacation now, so I had time to do part-time jobs.

So I worked part-time during the day and went back to the room to write novels at night.

After a month, I actually saved 30,000 dollars!

With the money I saved from previous part-time jobs, I could make sure I can finish high school.

When something good happened, I felt happy.

Because I didn't have financial pressure any more. I could focus more on studying at school, and my grades had improved by leaps and bounds.

Unfortunately, good things didn't last long. Raina found me at our school.

She scolded me in front of everyone, "You ungrateful person, you've been away from home for so many days without coming back. We were so worried!"

The classmates around me whispered, and the teacher gave me a day off to solve the family issues with my mom.

But I guessed it was probably the mortgage that was causing problems with the house.

As soon as I left the school gate, Raina revealed her true colors and pointed at my forehead, scolding me, "You useless person, where have you been for so many days? Our family is in a desperate situation because of problems with the house."

I remembered that in my previous life, when there were problems with the house, Raina directly demanded that I hand over all the hard-earned 30,000 dollars.

Seeing that my family was in trouble, I obediently complied.

But later, when the school wanted to buy review materials, they couldn't even spare 50 dollars for me.

They forced me to kneel in the hallway.

In the end, it was the aunt from the neighbor's house who gave me 50 dollars.

Sure enough, Raina spoke directly this time, "You said you saved 30,000 dollars before. And the money you earned from summer jobs, give me."

Even though I felt disgusted in my heart, I still couldn't tear my face apart.

After all, the most important thing now was to fully focus on the college entrance examination.

So I spread my hands helplessly and said, "Mom, it's not that I don't want to, but the boss hasn't paid the salary. I haven't received a penny for my work, and I used the 30,000 dollars for accommodation."

"So you don't have any money left?"

I shook my head and said, "You know, I spend all the money on cosplaying."

Seeing that Raina was about to get angry, I quickly raised my hand to block my head.

"But, Mom, I know a factory that makes money very quickly. You can give it a try. The salary there is much higher than your current one! My classmate's dad works there. If it weren't for the fact that they don't hire minors, I would have gone."

Raina looked skeptical and said, "If you dare to lie to me, you're done for!"

Seeing Raina's departing figure, I sneered in my heart.

That factory was the one she introduced to me back then.

It was also the first hell I entered after failing the SAT in my previous life.

Less than a month later, Raina came to the school to find me again.

With Nick.

I didn't know why. Raina said I should go home.

It had been almost four months since I left home last time. If she asked me to go home now, it must be something bad.

When I got home, I found out that Marshall had been injured in the leg because of a housing dispute.

I heard that someone from another family who bought the house came to confront Marshall.

Marshall had a bad temper. He had a physical conflict with others in just a few words and even picked up a bottle of wine to smash it on someone's head.

As a result, the person on the other side was skilled in martial arts and easily knocked Marshall down.

Before leaving, the person even threatened that if Marshall dared to call the police, they would continue to beat him until he didn't dare to call the police.

Marshall was the kind of person who bullied at home and endured outside. He could only vent his anger on Raina.

Raina used to be patient. But Marshall cursed people all day long, and she couldn't stand it anymore and wanted to give up.

Nick would definitely not help Marshall or help him.

Then there was only me, his daughter who was currently in her third year of high school.

"Your dad got beaten up and is lying in bed with no one to take care of him. You have to take on this responsibility."

In my previous life, Marshall almost got into a fight with the person across the street because of a housing dispute. I desperately tried to stop it, and in the end, the beer bottle in the other person's hand hit me.

At that time, I was wearing my school uniform. When they saw that I was a student from a prestigious school, they immediately backed down and left in the end.

It seemed that without my involvement this time, Marshall's fate had taken a turn for the better.

Fate also broke Marshall's leg.

I pushed open the door and Marshall was lying in bed. Although his leg was already suspended, there was still an impatient look on his face that seemed to say, "Hurry up and come and serve me."

I obediently said in front of Marshall, "Mom, I'm willing to take good care of Dad."

Only then did Marshall show a hint of a smile.

Raina looked a little guilty and patted my shoulder, "I know you've been working hard, but now your dad is paralyzed in bed. Your little brother is too young. I'm under a lot of pressure, you need to understand me. Both Dad and Mom love you."

Still young?

Nick was already 14 years old, he should take responsibility for his crimes.

In my previous life, Nick turned off my alarm clock and made me miss the college entrance examination. It was the first time I got so angry that I smashed things, and I smashed the cheapest plastic stool.

What were my loving parents doing at that time?

Raina scolded me as a 'selfish bitch', who only knew how to take.

Marshall kicked open the bathroom door and dragged me out, "You throw thing again? I'll beat you to death, believe it or not?"

"He is your little brother. It was you who didn't set the alarm properly!"

Thinking back to all this, I just wanted to tear this family apart and see what they were really made of.

But it was okay, the issue of the house was not resolved yet. I hadn't taken the college entrance examination, there were plenty of opportunities to get back at them.

Marshall's leg gradually recovered, and he often asked me to help him go for a walk early in the morning, saying it would be beneficial for his recovery.

On that day, I made an excuse that the teacher asked me to stay at school to study, forcing Nick to accompany Marshall for a walk.

Before Nick went out, I deliberately took out his mobile phone and said, "Take your phone and contact me if there is anything."

Nick had always been impatient. After taking his phone, he didn't want to pay attention to Marshall at all.

I had only been at school for half an hour when Nick called me.

Nick on the phone was very flustered and said, "Sis! Dad was hit by a car!"

I thought Marshall should have fallen on the way home after stepping on a damaged step.

I didn't expect that he would have a car accident.

God help me!

I pretended to comfort Nick and said, "Don't panic, I'll come right away!"

But I deliberately lingered at school for an hour, and when I found Nick, he was still at the scene!

Nick stood on the side of the road playing with his phone, shouting, "Silly, you can't even kill me. You damn it!"

I went up and asked him, "Where's dad?"

Only then did he wake up as if from a dream, "Why did you come so late? Dad..."

"It seemed that Dad was taken to the hospital."

When Nick and I arrived at the hospital, Raina was crying heartbreakingly at the door of the ward.

"You little brat, where did you go? How did your dad have a car accident!"

I quickly shed a few tears and pointed the finger at Nick.

"Mom, I told my brother today that the teacher kept me at school for individual tutoring, so it was my brother who accompanied dad for a walk."

"I thought Dad was hurt like this, my brother will take good care of him..."

"Nick, can you explain what happened?"

Nick's face turned red with anxiety, and he could only repeat, "I didn't mean to..."

Raina cried while hitting Nick's back with her hand, "Your father is paralyzed! The surgery cost will be a large sum!"

"Why am I so unlucky to have a bunch of troublemakers like you!"

Raina cried for a long time, and Marshall slowly woke up.

I quickly approached and asked, "Dad, are you in pain?"

"It's all my fault. I shouldn't have let my brother take care of you. I should have thought of him..."

Nick instinctively pushed the blame onto me.

"It's your fault! You said you wanted to go to school and write some stupid questions. I told you I didn't want to take care of..."

He realized something and abruptly stopped speaking.

Marshall looked at Nick, his eyes filled with hatred.