[Mr & Mrs. Donnell: Of course, baby! ]
After I survived my surgery, I would give them an estrangement letter. From now on, they and I would go our separate ways. That was it.
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I, Anastasia Donnell, had just signed a big deal for the company.
When I got home, I wanted to share the good news with my parents. However, their response was scolding me instead.
“Gosh, you stink of alcohol! it's disgusting! Go take a shower! Don’t you ever show up in front of us like this!”
My sister, Olivia Donnell, covered her nose and said coldly, "Drunkard, you'll drink to death sooner or later!"
The moment I heard it, it felt as if a bucket of cold water was poured over my head. My heart became stone-cold because of what they said. Through the door, I heard my parents happily discussing where to take my sister to have a big dinner party to celebrate her birthday.
I couldn’t help but feel sad deep in my heart.
However, that wasn’t my focus as I felt faint stomach pain that attacked my body. After that, I ran to the bathroom again and again to vomit until there was nothing left. Not only did they not care about me, they also thought I was noisy.