My sister Jade is extremely appearance-obsessed. She hates anyone ugly. In my past life, she fell ill and desperately needed me to gain weight and donate bone marrow to save her. So I ate my way to gaining 30 pounds without hesitation. But after I saved her, she mocked me to her friends. “Ava looks like a fat pig. She’s disgusting!” She even turned my photos into memes for people online to mock, which drove me to depression. Until a murderer broke into the hospital. I begged her for help, but she said coldly: “Fat pig, being near you will just make me ugly too. You’re on your own!” And just like that, I died a brutal death. When I opened my eyes again, I was back on the day my family demanded I gain weight to save Jade. Looking at the frail girl in the hospital bed, I smiled and threw her words right back at her. “No way! Aren’t you appearance-obsessed? My bone marrow will only make you ugly. You’re on your own.” “Ava, are you deaf?” “Hurry up and gain weight to donate bone marrow to Jade! If anything happens to her, you’re dead!” My parents’ sinister voices rang in my ears. That’s when I realized I’d been reborn. In my past life. To save Jade, I forced myself to gain thirty pounds, transforming from a slender girl into a bloated mess. But instead of gratitude, I got her and her friends’ relentless mockery. She even deliberately led the murderer to my hospital room. “Ava, you’re so ugly and fat. You living just disgusts me. You might as well just die!” After saying this, the girl hid in the corner. She watched coldly as the murderer stabbed me to death. After I died, not one of them shed a tear. Instead, they cursed me for being unlucky. Thinking of all this. Rage surged through me, suffocating me! Coming back to my senses, I met my parents’ hypocritical eyes and smiled. “Mom, Dad, Jade is appearance-obsessed. She hates anything ugly. If you make me donate bone marrow, do you want her to become as ugly as me?” My mother, Rachel, froze for several seconds before shouting: “Appearance-obsessed? Ava, what nonsense are you making up!” “Jade is your real sister! Can you really bear to watch her die? You selfish, ungrateful brat! I raised you for nothing!” My father, David, also turned red with anger, grabbing my hair and ordering: “Jade is our precious daughter. You have to save her!” I shook off David’s hand. And asked bitterly: “She’s your precious daughter? Then what am I?” The last bit of warmth in my heart was extinguished like a candle in cold rain. After all, their favoritism toward my sister wasn’t new. Those painful memories from even further back suddenly flooded my mind. When I was little, I constantly suffered from constipation. My face would turn red from straining. My parents never bought me laxatives from the pharmacy. Instead, they caught slippery eels to use as a folk remedy. I felt sick to my stomach on the spot, but she just sneered with her hands on her hips: “Stop being so dramatic! Folk remedies work, and they save money!” But whenever my sister coughed twice, they’d immediately take her to see a doctor. Every winter, when the cotton needed picking from our fields. My parents gave my sister a warm cotton coat. But they tossed me a thin shirt and made me work in the fields. Jade had it so good. She never had to do any dirty or exhausting work. I closed my eyes slightly, forcing the tears back, and asked through gritted teeth: “Mom, Dad, why do I, your daughter, have to hide in the gutter like a thief, stealing glimpses of the love you give Jade?” My parents’ faces turned red and white. They said something that absolutely broke my heart. “Because Jade is younger and has a sweet face, while you have that birthmark on your face that’s disgusting to look at!” “No one will ever like you!” I laughed. This time, I finally laughed until tears came out. So this whole family had been influenced by my sister and become appearance-obsessed too! If that’s the case, I don’t need to care about family ties anymore! Just as the atmosphere reached its freezing point. Jade, lying in the hospital bed, spoke up. “Dad, Mom, stop forcing her.” My parents paused, looking at her in confusion: “What’s wrong with you? She can save your life!”
Jade looked at me with disgust. “I don’t want her bone marrow.” “I’m appearance-obsessed. I hate ugly things the most.” “Her bone marrow must carry ugly cells. What if it gets into my body and makes me ugly too?” At these words, my parents didn’t know what to do. After all, what Jade said carried enormous weight in their hearts. Rachel comforted Jade tenderly, then glared at me viciously. “It’s all your fault, you brat! You just had to talk nonsense and make Jade disgusted with you! Are you happy now?” I shrugged, looking innocent: “She’s the one who doesn’t want it. What does it have to do with me?” In the end, my parents had to give up forcing me to donate bone marrow and started searching everywhere for other matches. But bone marrow transplants aren’t easy. Finding a suitable match is like finding a needle in a haystack. Days passed, and Jade’s condition got worse and worse. She often rolled around in bed in pain, crying her heart out. My parents were frantic, spending hundreds of thousands but still couldn’t find a suitable match. Watching them run around in desperation, I only felt incredibly satisfied! But this wasn’t over yet! I needed to help push them to their breaking point even faster! Looking at Jade curled up in the hospital bed, I pretended to be concerned: “Jade, aren’t you appearance-obsessed?” “They say being in a good mood helps you recover faster. Looking at handsome guys might actually help your condition.” Jade struggled to lift her eyes. She frowned and asked: “You’re right! But where can I find good-looking people?” “That’s easy…” I curled my lips. The fish had taken the bait! In my past life, they could force me to sacrifice everything for Jade. This time, let them experience what it’s like to bankrupt themselves for their precious daughter. I continued: “Hire them.” “There are lots of professional male models now. They’re all handsome with great bodies. Having them keep you company will definitely help you recover faster!” Sure enough, my parents exchanged glances. And agreed without hesitation! The next day, I brought a group of handsome but expensive male models to the hospital. Seeing so many attractive people, Jade’s eyes instantly lit up. Meanwhile. To pay for the male models and continue Jade’s treatment. My parents worked construction during the day and ran a night market stall at night, working nonstop until their backs couldn’t straighten. They gritted their teeth and drained their savings to satisfy Jade. Every time I saw them come home covered in dust and exhaustion, I couldn’t stop smiling! I thought I could enjoy their misery for a few more days. But unexpectedly, they set their sights on me! “Ava! We’re out of money. Tomorrow you’re marrying John so we can use the marriage gift to save your sister!” John? My heart sank. That fat, ugly old man over fifty? “I won’t marry him!” I refused without hesitation. Rachel trembled with rage when I disagreed. She suddenly rushed forward and slapped me hard across the face. I turned my head away. My cheek immediately burned with pain. “You brat! It’s your honor to contribute to saving Jade!” “You have no right to refuse!” I covered my cheek, looking at her with icy eyes. David also said with a dark expression: “You money-losing brat! If you dare refuse to marry him, we’ll throw you out and disown you!” Jade in the hospital bed also spoke mockingly: “Ava, you’re so ugly, you should be with an ugly man. It’s a perfect match!” I laughed in anger. Did they really think I was some abused heroine who didn’t know the law? I decisively pulled out my phone, making a show of calling the police. “Forcing a minor to marry is illegal!” “Throwing me out is also abandonment!”
“Do you want to go to jail?” All three of them immediately changed their expressions and rushed to stop me. My parents, having no way to control me, could only slap their thighs and complain. “Oh my, what sins have I committed to have such a rebellious daughter who not only disobeys me but even wants to call the police on me!” Their voices were loud, attracting many patients. The uninformed patients started pointing at me and cursing me as an unfilial daughter. They even posted about me online for people to criticize! But I didn’t care. Looking at the family’s vicious faces. I pulled out my trump card. “I have a better solution.” I suddenly spoke, my gaze landing on Rachel. “I don’t have to marry, and we can still save my sister.” My parents glanced at me sideways. They pressed: “Stop being cryptic! What’s your solution? Hurry up and tell us!” I looked at Rachel meaningfully again. Rachel felt uncomfortable under my stare and couldn’t help but shiver. I smiled coldly. “The solution is to have Mom donate bone marrow!” After speaking, I looked at Jade with a sincere expression. “Mom is so beautiful, and Jade is appearance-obsessed, so she definitely won’t mind. Plus, between mother and daughter, bone marrow matching rates are higher, making the surgery more likely to succeed!” As soon as I finished speaking, Rachel’s expression went blank. Rachel kept backing away, waving her hands: “That won’t work! I’m not good-looking. Jade will definitely think I’m ugly!” “Mom, how could you not be good-looking?” I said with feigned surprise. “When you were young, you were the most beautiful woman around here. Even though you’re older now, you’re still charming.” “If you don’t believe me, I’ll get people to confirm it!” After speaking, I took out my phone and made several calls. Before long, a group of people came to the hospital room. These people were all neighbors from our community. I’d contacted them beforehand, given them some benefits, and asked them to say a few nice words. As soon as they entered the room, they surrounded my mother with endless praise. “You’re so beautiful. At your age, your skin is still so good, and you have such an elegant air.” “Yes, yes, I always thought you were a great beauty. You must have had lots of suitors when you were young, right?” Wave after wave of praise poured into Jade’s ears. Her previously dim eyes suddenly brightened. She stared at Mom with burning intensity, her face showing anticipation. “Mom, I want your bone marrow. I want to become as beautiful as you!” “You love me so much, you’ll definitely agree to donate to me, right?” Donating bone marrow requires gaining weight, eating excessively, turning yourself into a greasy fat person. And the surgery carries certain risks. You might go in and never come out! Thinking of this, Rachel’s face turned even paler. “Mom… Mom can’t do it. Mom’s health isn’t good. Donating bone marrow could be dangerous.” “I don’t care!” When Jade heard this. She immediately threw a tantrum, crying her heart out. “Mom, I want your bone marrow! If you don’t donate to me, I’ll kill myself right in front of you!” Just then, David suddenly spoke up. He looked at Rachel, a sinister expression flashing across his face. “Jade has spoken. Just donate.” “It’s all for our child. Making a sacrifice is only right.” I kept sneering inside. I knew exactly what David was planning. In my past life, I already knew he’d been having an affair with a mistress. He just hadn’t dared divorce because of Jade’s illness and because Rachel still had some assets from her family. I bet he was hoping Rachel would have complications so he could legitimately be with his mistress. Rachel’s eyes widened in disbelief: “You… how can you say that? I’m your wife!” David’s stern face was full of frost. He said coldly: “So what if you’re my wife? Jade is our daughter. She’s still so young. Her life is more important!” The man’s tone was firm, without any hesitation. I stood nearby and couldn’t help but sneer. It seemed this family would fall apart soon! Even the people around them chimed in: “Just agree. Saving your daughter is what matters.” “That’s right. You can’t be selfish and afraid of death. Jade is your daughter. What are you hesitating for?” Rachel was surrounded by everyone. She looked at David’s emotionless eyes, Then heard everyone’s incessant urging, and the color drained from her face until it was deathly pale. “No… I don’t want to…” The woman’s face was full of terror as she mumbled. “I don’t want to become fat, don’t want to donate bone marrow, I’m scared…” “Don’t force me… don’t force me…” Her thin body began to sway unsteadily. A few seconds later. The woman’s eyes closed, and she fainted straight away…
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