She Became the Younger Sister of a Terminally Ill Person

I was out of luck.

A flying bird threw poop at me, and I felt uneasy and looked down…

Just now.

There were a lot of birds gathered on the power lines on the road I had to go, so I ran quickly, feeling that bird droppings would fall if I passed by.

“Phew… safely…”

When I did this, my shoes felt sticky and unpleasant… It wasn’t uncommon for me to step on dog poop like that.

Does this world really hate me? It was so unlucky that I felt like I was in trouble.

As a result, I couldn’t relax even on a regular basis.

Is it common to say that if you are unlucky, there is good luck?

At least it wasn’t me.

I didn’t have any luck with my parents. It would have been better if he had been an orphan, at least…

My family was a wealthy family, like something out of a popular drama.

If you watch on TV, even the illegitimate sons of rich people live well, whining and being angry.

But it wasn’t reality.

Although he was the illegitimate son of a chaebol family, he was a bastard. I have never received affection from my parents.

My life began to plummet in earnest.

On my 9th birthday, my mom was in a good mood that day.

“Serine, we are going to a good place.”

“Good place…?”

“Yes. You will be happier.”

My mother was so obsessed with luxury goods and extravagance that it was hard to tell where the money came from. At the same time, he fed his daughter cup noodles and, on days when he was in a good mood, delivered food.

Until then, I thought I was normal. Even if there was no father, there was a mother, and there was no shortage of home.

I held hands with my mom. That alone made me happy.

But my mother walked like crazy. I tried hard to follow with my short legs, but ended up falling.

My friend’s mother looked at her daughter with concern and hugged her when she fell.

But my mother was different.

“Ha. Who do you look like and fall for with that…”

As he said that, he grabbed my wrist. There was no sign of regret at all. When he said that, he felt like he had done something wrong. I was able to get my body up, but my wrists were in so much pain.

“Mom… it hurts… just take it a little slower…”

I held it in for a long time, but in the end it came out sounding like crying. My wrist hurt from being pulled. Mom walked with great strides even though she was wearing shoes.

After a while, the steps stopped.

It was in front of a magnificent mansion.

People stopped Mom.