Saying everything clearly at once was to prevent the Wilson family from causing trouble at the hospital again.
It was also to get public opinion on my side.
After everything was said, the management also stated that if the Wilson family causes trouble again, they don’t mind kicking them out of the hospital
The matter came to an end, and the Wilson family completely lost hope.
But I still underestimated their love for Emily Johnson.
When I was being escorted out by colleagues, Mom suddenly knelt in front of the camera.
This time she knocked her head on the ground with all her might.
“Please, it’s all our fault, please donate bone marrow for my daughter!
At this point, a screenshot of a family group chat suddenly appeared online.
ly Johnson’s words were bolded and highlighted.
Emily
If I’m sick, I won’t ask my family!]
If donating bone marrow is risky, our family won’t be responsible
After such words, bot only were there curses, but no one came to match.
Even if the Wilson family sold their house for a reward, it was still sparse and few
Aher the live stream incident, Harvey Wilson and Ethan Johnson encountered the angry netizens they had called at the hospital entrance.
The punches meant for me all landed on them.
After that, Emily Johnson’s illness progressed rapidly.
The department transferred me to another ward to protect me.
My husband was worried, hoping I wouldn’t work for now, fearing the Wilson family would seek revenge.
But before revenge came, Mom arrived.
She came at night.
In the ice and snow, standing downstairs holding an insulated lunch box waiting for me.
My husband let her in.
This was her first time at my home since my wedding
She looked around, her eyes gradually moistening.
She opened the lunch box and set it up, layer by layer.
“Sweet and sour ribs
said, wiping her eyes.
“Your favorite when you were little.”
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I just felt a tightness in my chest.
A four–year–old shouldn’t have any deep memories
But I’ll never forget the day I was sent away while eating her sweet and sour ribs.
The mom who never smiled at me had a gentle smile that day while feeding me sweet and sour ribs.
She even said it was made especially for me.
But before I finished even one piece, Harvey Wilson came in with a stern face.
He said to hurry because the car was waiting, and then he picked me up from the table without a word.
That day, I cried my heart out, the half–eaten rib fell to the ground.
Since then, I stopped liking sweet and sour ribs.
Mom, choking up, offered a piece of rib.
“Nora, I’m sorry”
“I know you
you resent me, but I f
I feel bad too. In a family that favors boys over girls, Mom couldn’t choose”
“Do you know, after you left, Mom never made sweet and sour ribs again.”
The sweet and sour taste filled my nostrils, instantly taking me back to that cold winter when I was four.
I felt helpless, like I was drowning, tears streaming down,
Mom reached out with trembling hands to wipe my tears.
“Nora, I admit I’m blased. I raised Emily for over twenty years, but only had you for four. Naturally, I treated her a bit better.”
“But Nora, that’s Mom’s fault, don’t punish Emily, okay?”
“For the sake of the four years I raised you, donate the bone marrow to her. Mom knows she was wrong, shell make it up to your
The p
person before me, I remember her embrace.
I once longed for her care.
I could never be as heartless as she was to me.
As if by a ghost, I thought.
If Emily Johnson can hold on until I give birth, would I donate then?
That day, I didn’t eat the sweet and sour ribs.
I really am a dark person inside.
I don’t think I’d want to donate bone marrow after giving birth.
But maybe Mom gave Emily Johnson some wrong Information.
When Emily Johnson lunged at my stomach, shouting she wanted to kill my child.
I was prepared and easily dodged her attack.
She was surrounded by medical staff.
She seemed a bit mentally unstable, and when she couldn’t harm my child, she sat on the floor and went crazy.
She seemed a bit mentally unstable, and when she couldn’t harm my child, she sat on the floor and went crazy.
“Thought you were busy, so I didn’t call you, who knew you’d be lucky enough for this, sit down and eat.”
[“Please, what’s wrong, isn’t it just cursed, haha, I was meant to die badly too!]
Then she started crying again.
“Please, Nora, I beg you, terminate your child, donate the bone marrow to me, please!‘
After that day, Emily Johnson was kicked out of the hospital.
Shon
nover
got to see my child born.
She was surrounded by the medical staff. She appeared somewhat unstable mentally. Realizing she hadn’t knocked my child over, she simply sat on the ground and started acting erratically.
“I thought you were busy, so I didn’t call you. Who would’ve guessed you’d be fortunate enough to join us for a meal? Come on, sit down and eat.”
“Really, what’s the matter? Isn’t it just fate being cruel? Hahaha, I was never destined for a good end anyway, she said, then started crying again.
“I’m begging you, Nora Johnson, please terminate your pregnancy and donate your bone marrow to me, I’m begging your”
After that day, Emily Johnson was expelled from the hospital. She never got to witness the birth of my child, and I no longer had to wrestle with the dilemma of whether or not to donate.
From that point on, I had no further contact with the Wilson family. It’s said they were heavily cyberbullied and moved far away. The next time I saw them was four years later.
I took my daughter to visit my aunt’s old home to pay respects at her grave. From afar, I noticed someone in the cemetery. Mom had aged significantly and seemed utterly spiritless. She looked at my daughter, almost in a trance, and tears began to fall.
“Nora, is that you?”
“Mom made sweet and sour ribs for you, they’re still warm!”
You’re sick? I’ll donate, Mom will donate for you!”
“What? Y
My daughter hid behind me, frightened. I picked her up and silently walked past Mom. Later, my daughter asked me, “Mom, will you get me a
brother?
I shook my head firmly. “No, I will never let my daughter experience even a hint of favoritism.”
