Chapter 1277 The Storm Is Coming (VII)

• Also, she really didn’t want to go back. Never mind the time and energy it would take—most of all, she just didn’t want to face that kind of family. She knew exactly how it would go: once they learned what she was dealing with now, they wouldn’t care about the grind and pressure behind it. They’d only stare at how much money she’d made and stretch their hands out even wider, like they were doing now. She’d been trying to dodge that ending all along, but here it was anyway.
• At the very least, with the money she sent back, the family had put up a little two‑story house, and her brother’s whole household barely had to work. They lived much better than most. But none of them ever asked how the money came in, how much pain she swallowed to earn it. In their eyes, her giving money—no matter how much—was just the way it should be.
• In the end, she was still branded the heartless sister. Her own brother could even spit out something like, “Is she even human?” like he was laying down the law. “Only someone cursed eight lifetimes would get stuck with a sister like her.” She’d always said she had zero hope left for a family like this, but seeing it with her own eyes, Belinda Hayes still felt her whole heart shatter and scatter across the floor.