I Gave Up Treatment Not Them Chapter 03
After being discharged from the hospital, I went back home alone, only to find that the villa had changed completely.
The family portrait in the living room had been replaced by one featuring Victoria and my family.
My bedroom, which my parents had specially designed and Jacob had personally decorated for me, had been completely redone.
All the things I once treasured had been tossed into the downstairs storage room.
Tears slipped from the corners of my eyes.
Since they didn’t love me anymore, there was no point in keeping the gifts they had given me.
So I burned everything in the storage room.
The birthday presents from my parents, the limited-edition dolls Jacob had saved his allowance for months to buy me.
And the countless love letters and gifts Julian had once sent me…
I took a taxi to the funeral home and arranged for my ashes to be scattered at sea after I died.
Half an hour later, walking alone down the street, I ran into my entire family having a meal with Victoria.
She sat in the restaurant, the center of my whole family’s attention.
Mom and Dad were doting on her, serving her food, while Jacob was trying to make her laugh.
Julian sat right next to her, his eyes full of adoration as he tucked a stray lock of hair behind her ear and wiped a crumb from the corner of her mouth.
The sight stabbed at my heart, sending a sharp pain through my chest.
I intended to turn and leave, but Victoria spotted me.
She pointed at me, looking puzzled. “Mom, Dad, Julian, look! Why is Sarah out of the hospital?”
Their gazes landed on me, heavy with displeasure.
Jacob came out, dragged me inside, and his first words were an accusation.
“Are you done making a scene? Who gave you permission to leave the hospital? Do you wish death?”
Julian’s face was dark with annoyance, his tone dripping with disdain. “Why aren’t you resting in the hospital? Follow us here?”
“If you hadn’t scared Victoria that day, making her tremble at the mere sight of a hospital, we wouldn’t have had to spend the last few days comforting her.”
I forced a weak smile. “I didn’t follow you.”
I turned to leave, but Victoria suddenly fixed her eyes on my wrist. “Sarah, I’ve never worn a bracelet before. Can I try yours on?”
That bracelet was a gift from my parents for my Sweet Sixteen Party.
It was my most precious treasure, and the only thing I had left.
Seeing my silence, Dad’s expression turned impatient. “If Victoria wants it, just give it to her. Can you stop being so selfish?”
Mom and Jacob chimed in, “Exactly, it’s just a bracelet.”
Julian sneered, walked over, and forcibly yanked the bracelet off my wrist.
“Don’t forget, you’re relying on Victoria to save your life. If you’re too stingy to even give her this, why should anyone bother saving you?”
My wrist was red and raw, but the physical pain was nothing compared to the agony in my heart.
Victoria toyed with the bracelet, looking triumphant, but in the next instant, she suddenly let go.
The sound of the bracelet shattering was piercingly loud in the silent restaurant.
She blinked innocently. “I’m so sorry, Sarah. I didn’t have a good grip on it…”
She had done it on purpose. I knew it.
Rage surged from the depths of my heart. I couldn’t hold it back anymore. I raised my hand and slapped her across the face.
I hadn’t even used much force, yet she stumbled back several steps as if I had.
Julian instantly stepped in front of her to shield her. “Sarah! What the hell you’re doing!”
She glanced at me, a triumphant smile curling her lips, though her voice was choked with tears. “It’s all my fault. I was too careless. Sarah is right to blame me.”
“I know she doesn’t like me. I’ll leave right now so I won’t be an eyesore to her.”
With that, she turned and bolted out, moving with shocking speed.
Julian hurriedly shoved me aside and chased after her.
Caught off guard by his push, I fell to the floor and crashed right into a waiter’s cart.
Scalding soup splashed all over me, the searing pain hitting instantly.
Mom and Dad glanced at my wretched state. They started to reach out to help, but were distracted by Jacob’s shout.
“Mom, Dad, come quick! Victoria is trying to kill herself!”
Dad rushed after them immediately.
Mom, however, just gave me a look of sheer disappointment.
“Sarah, you’d better pray Victoria is alright, or else you’ll just be waiting to die in the hospital.”
Watching them leave without a second thought, the rage struck my heart and I coughed up a mouthful of blood.
Darkness swarmed my vision, and I passed out.