Dear Brother, Can You Perhaps Love Me?

Dear Brother, Can You Perhaps Love Me?Chapter 1

On the day my mother died in prison, I held the urn and wanted to see my brother Uriah.

But he said, "The old fart finally died. If you want to accompany her, go quickly!"

I secretly rejoiced that Uriah's refusal saved him from a disaster.

The next day, the police informed Uriah that a criminal had attacked and destroyed paintings in his gallery last night, and someone risked their life to protect his paintings.

Moved, Uriah hugged his biological sister Iris and blew on her one-centimeter wound that was almost healed.

But he was mistaken. It was me, the fake sister, who was chopped up by the criminal in order to protect his paintings.

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The police marked around my body and I was put into a bag and sent to the forensic room at the police station for autopsy.

Actually, there was nothing much to dissect. Based on the evidence at the scene, the police had basically inferred how the incident occurred.

I floated in mid-air, watching everyone busy because of me, feeling a bit guilty.

Soon, the owner of this gallery, my brother Uriah Knight, also arrived.

He walked in and nervously looked at all his paintings, relieved to see that they were all intact.