Chapter 8
From a young age, my sister was used to fighting for everything I wanted.
Especially my mother, who particularly encouraged her arrogant behavior.
When I was a child, I wanted to grow up, go out and fight to earn money to change my fate.
Understanding the meaning of the two signatures, she chose the symbol of money without hesitation.
I wanted to go to a youth class.
She teamed up with my parents to swap our admission tickets and planned to take my place.
In my previous life, I wanted to go to university. She, who could only get into a college, persuaded my parents to spend 500,000 to send her abroad.
I was locked in my room by my mother, waiting to marry the bastard father of the child in my stomach.
When she signed up for the national high school essay competition with me, I guessed she would go to the dormitory
to steal my essay.
So, I simply forged a competition entry.
The topic of the essay competition was “My Dream.”
The article talked about my dream of marrying the boy I had a crush on, cooking soup for him, and having children.
I only had study and no friends in my heart, and Sonny became the only boy around me.
After reading my article, my sister’s physiological reaction was to take away my dream.
She replaced him as the object of my secret love and pursued him directly.
Sonny was pursuing me unsuccessfully, so of course he wouldn’t refuse my twin sister who looked similar to me. Now she was making a fuss about not wanting to repeat a year.
She wanted to marry Sonny with all her heart, have his child in her belly, and realize my so–called dream of being a good wife and mother.
But how could my father accept that his daughter became a mother without getting married?
Besides, he had always hoped that my sister would bring glory to our ancestors.
My sister was locked in the room by my father, preparing to wait until she was too weak from hunger to have an abortion.
Then seamlessly sent to the repeat class, preparing for next year’s college entrance examination.
When my mother heard my sister’s cries in the room, she felt sorry for her.
“Since our daughter likes Sonny so much, why don’t we let her have the child? Look, Sonny’s family is so rich, they gave
us 500,000 as soon as they made a move. If we marry Lana to them in the future, wouldn’t it be great for her to be a rich wife?”
“Our daughter just turned 18. How can she have a child? And what about her studies? Didn’t we all draw lots to
decide…
“Eva’s academic performance is pretty good. Since Lana doesn’t want to study anymore, let her continue.” “Alright, the money from the Grant family will be saved for our old age. But it’s still too little…”
For my mother, whatever my sister wanted, she had to give.
For my father, he just wanted a successful daughter to make him proud.
She was a worthless daughter who married for a huge dowry, which would support him in his old
As for who it was, it didn’t matter.
age.
He looked at his self–destructive sister, crying and praying that I could get good results in my college entrance exam. All the hopes of the Allen family were pinned on me.
How ironic, deciding fate by drawing fots seemed like a joke.
He didn’t want his sister anymore, so he dumped her on me.
This was your choice, and it’s too late to regret it now.
With the silent consent and indulgence of our parents, my sister kept the child in her womb and rested at home.
The college admission notice that I had received countless times in my dreams finally arrived.
Sonny, who always had poor grades, surprisingly got admitted to a college next to Crestwood College.
Upon hearing that Sonny was going to college in another city, my sister anxiously tried to force him to marry her with the baby in her belly.
But no matter how my sister pleaded, Sonny never met her.
She could only block the classroom door while we were choosing our college majors, her belly bulging.
“I never wanted this child. My parents have already bought our relationship for 500,000. Since your whole family loves children so much, take good care of it.”
“That 500,000 was the dowry you gave me. You promised to marry me.”
My sister looked up at Sonny pitifully, her hands flailing in an attempt to hold him.
Sonny icily pushed her hand away. “You can’t trust a word a man says in bed.”
My sister cried and knocked over my desk. The books scattered all over the floor.
“It’s all your fault, you vixen. If it weren’t for you seducing Sonny, he would have married me a long time ago. Now the baby in my belly is so big, and you’re all going to college. What am I supposed to do?”
She lunged at me, muttering something about tearing my face apart.
I pushed her hand away from my face, taking into account that she was pregnant. I didn’t push hard.
She fell on her butt and clung to my pant leg like a shrew.
“Look, your top student hit someone. Not only did she seduce someone else’s man, but she also assaulted a pregnant
woman.”
The gossiping classmates were still whispering about Sonny and our scandalous relationship.
The drama ended when Sonny took my sister away.
Suddenly, the discussion stopped.
Sonny stood in front of me, his eyes filled with affection. “Eva, I specifically applied to the college next to Crestwood College. We can go to college together. Will you be my girlfriend?”
The surrounding discussion grew louder, and some students were even egging him on.
“Should your sister’s child call you dad or uncle in the future? Sonny, we’re not close. Let’s not keep in touch after we go
to college. Remember to visit your daughter when you come home for the holidays.”
Besides my parents and my sister, Sonny is another person I will never forgive in my life.
The nightmares from high school in my previous life still haunt me.
After being reborn, I would meet Sonny again.
I would avoid him like he was a viper.