Fated To Three, And I Broke Them All novel Chapter 272

Chapter 272: 272-The Cruel Family

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Flashback:

"Stay here," Tim ordered when I tried to enter the emergency room with my brother.

"Will he be okay?" I asked, my palms pressed together while my body shook.

"With a dick that tiny, I’m not sure," Max commented while passing by.

That nurse and warrior were really messy.

I was so shaken and hurt that I could not even defend my brother in that moment.

And then it all hit me at once. What they were saying was horrible, but I knew where it was coming from.

Those videos.

"Prepare the money because the bills aren’t going to be cheap. And don’t cry for a man like that. He put you through so much shame and then tried to end his life, leaving the burden on you," Tim said, rolling his eyes.

He was still flossing whatever was stuck in his teeth before someone called him away for assistance.

"He was a good brother. He did not bring me shame. He did a lot for me," I argued in a meek voice, tears streaming down my face.

"And whatever you’re saying about him is just rude."

"Oh really?" he scoffed, placing his hands on his hips.

"Then he should have found a better way to die. Not flop around like a sloppy fish."

My jaw dropped.

If anyone else from my place had been there, they would have taught these people a lesson. But I could not.

I had to bite my tongue so they would keep helping my brother.

"Don’t waste your time on this fat one," Max said as she walked past us.

"She probably gave him stress too. I wonder how much he had to feed her. Maybe that’s why he worked so many jobs. He couldn’t fill her stomach."

Tim followed after her, laughing.

They never cared about anyone’s emotions.

My tears meant nothing to them. To them, they were just a mockery or an annoying sound.

In that moment, I called Julia because I had no idea what to do next.

She arrived within a few minutes, and I finally felt a little less alone.

"Where are you going?" she asked when she noticed I was already putting a bag over my shoulder, ready to leave again.

"I have to go and get the money. They won’t treat him until I have it. I have to pay the full bill," I said, looking at her with tired eyes.

"But where are you gonna get the money from?" she questioned.

I shrugged, having no clue what to say to her.

"I think I’ll ask around," I uttered.

Julia watched me with tears in her eyes.

I reached over and held her hand.

"Please keep an eye on him for me," I said, not even knowing what I meant.

There was nothing she could do.

Was I afraid somebody was gonna come over and finish the job? End his misery and kill my hopes?

"I’ll take care of him," Julia commented, giving my hand a firm squeeze.

Then I left the hospital.

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