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My Three Brothers Took My Kidney for Their Fake Sister—Then Begged Me to Live
Novelix
Completed
At her own wedding, Ivy is humiliated by the adopted daughter who stole her place in the Hart family. Her husband turns on her, and her three biological brothers subject her to brutal punishment before one of them takes her kidney for their beloved fake sister. But Ivy has a secret: this is a scripted world, and completing the doomed heroine's fate means she can go home with a staggering reward. When the brothers discover what they've done, their attempts to bring her back threaten the world's stability. Ivy returns for one last task—not to forgive them.
Chapters (3)
第1章
At my wedding reception, the woman who had stolen my childhood leaned close enough for only me to hear.
"Congratulations, Ivy. I tested your husband last night. And your wedding bed. Both were wonderful."
I slapped Scarlett Hart across the face.
My new husband, Damien, slapped me six times in front of our guests.
"Scarlett has given up everything for you," he shouted. "I'd rather marry a dog than a jealous, low-class woman like you!"
He ordered his guards to take me into the mountain wilderness and throw me into a pit filled with venomous snakes. He called it a lesson in humility.
After seven days, my three biological brothers arrived.
Alexander, the billionaire eldest brother, broke my leg. "Scarlett cried all night. I've already transferred everything in your name to her."
Blake, the famous actor, twisted my arm until it snapped. "You're not part of this family anymore. Scarlett is our only sister."
Connor, the renowned surgeon, was worse. "Scarlett needs a kidney. You owe her one."
He operated in the filthy pit. I lay shaking while he removed an organ to give to the adopted girl they loved more than me.
Then a mechanical voice rang inside my skull.
**[Congratulations, Host. All abuse scenes assigned to the doomed supporting character are complete.]**
**[Once this body dies, you will return to your original world and receive your $10 billion reward.]**
I stopped crying.
I'd been trapped inside this scripted world since I was six. For twenty years I'd endured the role written for me: the unwanted biological daughter, the girl everyone was allowed to hurt. All I wanted now was to go home.
Connor was stitching up my wound, muttering about how inconvenient I'd made the surgery.
The week before, Scarlett had gotten a paper cut. He'd brought in a specialist and insisted she be checked every few hours.
Now he was irritated by my bleeding.
"Stop pretending it hurts that badly," he said. "You've always been healthy. If you'd cooperated, we could have done this in a proper hospital."
I closed my eyes. "Then leave me here."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Exactly what it sounds like. I don't need anything from you."
For a moment his expression softened.
"We searched for you for years. Of course we care. Just apologize to Scarlett, promise to stop making her miserable, and I'll take you to the best hospital in the country."
I remembered being found three years earlier by the men who said they'd been searching for their little sister. I'd believed their tears. Then I saw Scarlett, the adopted daughter who had locked me in an orphanage closet years before and taken the place that should have been mine.
Even knowing what she'd done, my brothers had chosen her again and again.
"I'm done apologizing," I whispered.
Connor shook his head in disgust. "You're impossible."
I looked at the blood on his hands and felt nothing but relief. The nightmare was almost over.
第2章
When I opened my eyes, I was in a hospital room instead of my original world.
Alexander sat beside the bed. He looked exhausted, but his first words were angry.
"Finally awake. You're a grown woman. How could you be so reckless? Don't you have any dignity?"
"You're right," I replied. "I'm an embarrassment. So why don't you let me go?"
His hand lifted reflexively, as if to slap me again. He stopped when he saw how pale I was.
"I spent a fortune bringing you back from those mountains!"
Connor came in with medicine and changed my bandages. For once his hands were careful. Under other circumstances I might have been grateful.
But I knew he hadn't hesitated while cutting out my kidney.
"Take your medicine," he ordered. "You tear those stitches again, I won't be putting them back a third time."
"Don't waste it on me."
The brothers exchanged frightened looks.
They had always insisted I was faking pain to get attention. Now they were baffled that I didn't want their attention at all.
"I just want this to end," I said. "Then Scarlett can have everything without me getting in the way."
Alexander tightened his grip on the bedrail.
For the first time since they'd found me, my desire to disappear seemed to frighten him.
第3章
"You are our real sister," Alexander said. "Nobody's allowed to give up on you."
Connor tried a softer voice. "Heal first, Ivy. I promise I'll take better care of you."
A promise made after he'd taken my kidney wasn't one I could trust.
Blake arrived next, looking close to tears, followed by Damien. They all took turns insisting they cared. Damien even offered to help me drink the medicine.
Then Scarlett entered in a hospital gown, looking fragile and pale.
"Ivy," she said softly, "I came to apologize. Everyone's been worried sick. The family belongs to you, not me. I never meant to take anything."
Alexander hurried to support her. She had only recently received the kidney that once belonged to me.
Scarlett sat on my bed and raised the spoon to my mouth, every word carefully designed to make me seem unreasonable if I refused.
I knocked the bowl out of her hand.
Hot medicine splashed over her wrist. The bowl shattered.
"Ivy!" Alexander roared.
Connor rushed to check Scarlett's skin. Blake accused me of being cruel. Damien dabbed her hands and asked why I couldn't appreciate a kind gesture.
I was lying there with a fresh surgical wound from an organ they'd taken against my will, yet all four men surrounded Scarlett because she'd been splashed with hot liquid.
She looked over Alexander's shoulder and gave me a tiny, triumphant smile.
"Please don't blame Ivy," she whispered. "She's just upset."
It was the same performance she'd been giving for years. They still applauded it.