My liver has ruptured, and my mother had my bruised brother treated Chapter 3

My liver has ruptured, and my mother had my bruised brother treated Chapter 3
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A few days later, Jason was discharged. Mom 

fussed over him, Dad had the car waiting

Ashley wouldn’t even let him tie his own shoes

On the way home, Mom grumbled, That Jason 

is unbelievable! He didn’t even visit his brother 

once, let alone apologize. Just wait till we get 

home!” 

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Dad said, I told you, keeping him around was a mistake. He was bound to cause trouble.” 

The word homestirred complex emotions. I remembered how Mom always favored Jason, how I always had to give way. It was because when Jason was born, I’d knocked over some water, causing Mom to fall and go into 

premature labor. Jason, in an incubator, became the family’s precious, fragile child. Dad 

had slapped me so hard I’d ruptured my eardrum. You little jinx! You almost killed your 

brother the day he was born!Mom, weak in 

her hospital bed, had looked at me with 

disappointment

In elementary school, Dad had beaten me for 

three days just because Jason and I fought over 

a toy car. It was my favorite, even though it was 

just an afterthought, a bonus gift Dad had 

bought for Jason while on a business trip

Jason had boxes overflowing with toy cars, but 

hold deliberatalu takon minn During the 

he’d deliberately taken mine. During the struggle, he’d screamed and cried. Mom had rushed to comfort him, yelling at me, Jason, your brother has suffered enough because of you! What more do you want from him?!” 

It wasn’t meI’d tried to explain, but Jason, with crocodile tears, had said, Mommy, don’t be mad. It’s my fault. I shouldn’t have bothered Jason and taken his toy.” 

Dad, arriving home, had seen the scene and started hitting me. A coldhearted kid like you should be thrown away! You’re nothing but 

trouble!” 

I’d cried and begged him to stop, but the more I cried, the angrier he got. Mom and Ashley 

watched coldly, as if they’d be happy to see me beaten to death

From then on, any time I made Jason cry, I was scolded and beaten. Eventually, I stopped 

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competing for affection, stopped explaining

stopped getting close. Until now, left alone on

cold operating table

My liver has ruptured, and my mother had my bruised brother treated

My liver has ruptured, and my mother had my bruised brother treated

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