My Brother Chose A Gold Digger Over Me, So I Left Him With Nothing

Both of our parents died, leaving me and my younger brother to depend entirely on each other.

I worked to the bone to raise him into a grown man.

Until the year he turned twenty.

To marry a divorced woman sixteen years his senior, he secretly got a vasectomy.

He even slammed the medical papers right onto the coffee table, yelling at me with bloodshot eyes:

"Weren't you always breathing down my neck to get married and have kids?"

"Well, I'm sterile now!"

"I'm not marrying anyone except Amber!"

"If you keep pushing me, I swear to God I'll cut ties with you forever!"