Hatred surged in my chest, and before I could hold it back, I coughed up blood.
My mother and Ethan stepped back, holding Olivia protectively, their faces full of disgust.
“How disgusting,” my mother spat.
Olivia’s eyes filled with tears as she asked timidly,
“Mom, now that my sister’s back… will you still want me?”
My mother pulled her into her arms and soothed her gently—
“Olivia’s such a good girl. How could Mom ever give you up?”
Ethan Bennett ruffled her hair in agreement.
“In my eyes, Olivia is my only sister!”
Then he kicked me and threatened,
“If you don’t apologize to Olivia, you can forget about stepping foot in the Bennett home!”
In this life, I couldn’t care less about that so-called life-or-death family bond.
And I refuse to be the spineless Madison Clark I once was.
Whoever crosses me will get it back double.
I shot Ethan a fierce glare and sneered,
“Is that a tumor sitting on your neck?”
“If I really wanted her dead, I’d stab her with a knife—not just let her scrape her knee.”
All three of them stared, wide-eyed, stunned.
Leaning on the bedframe, I forced myself to stand.
“Let me clear something up—you’ve misunderstood. I’m not here to ‘reunite with family.’ I’m here to cut ties.”