Ignoring reality, my parents continued singing Julia’s praises. They fetched the health supplements they had prepared in advance to help her recover from her “heroic efforts.”
Not once did their eyes flicker toward me.
I stood silently, watching the scene unfold, determined not to engage further. My priority was clear—I needed to sever ties with these people to protect myself.
Even as my lips curled into a mocking smile, my words cut deep:
“It’s disgusting how you turn a blind eye to greed and deceit. Do you even realize what you’re setting yourselves up for?”
As expected, my parents’ moods soured instantly.
“Get out!” My father roared, veins bulging with fury. He grabbed the household registry, tore out the page with my name, and flung it at me.
“I don’t want a worthless daughter like you under my roof! Pack your things and leave!”
My mother joined in, her disappointment etched deep in her face.
Julia, scrolling on her phone, didn’t even look up. With a scoff, she added, “I was going to offer you a job once my company was running, but since you clearly despise me so much, don’t come crawling back to me later when you’re unemployed!”