My Sister’s Obsession with Beauty
Chapter 2
Jade looked at me with disgust.
"I don't want her bone marrow."
"I'm appearance-obsessed. I hate ugly things the most."
"Her bone marrow must carry ugly cells. What if it gets into my body and makes me ugly too?"
At these words, my parents didn't know what to do.
After all, what Jade said carried enormous weight in their hearts.
Rachel comforted Jade tenderly, then glared at me viciously.
"It's all your fault, you brat! You just had to talk nonsense and make Jade disgusted with you! Are you happy now?"
I shrugged, looking innocent:
"She's the one who doesn't want it. What does it have to do with me?"
In the end, my parents had to give up forcing me to donate bone marrow and started searching everywhere for other matches.
But bone marrow transplants aren't easy. Finding a suitable match is like finding a needle in a haystack.
Days passed, and Jade's condition got worse and worse.
She often rolled around in bed in pain, crying her heart out.
My parents were frantic, spending hundreds of thousands but still couldn't find a suitable match.
Watching them run around in desperation, I only felt incredibly satisfied!
But this wasn't over yet!
I needed to help push them to their breaking point even faster!
Looking at Jade curled up in the hospital bed, I pretended to be concerned:
"Jade, aren't you appearance-obsessed?"
"They say being in a good mood helps you recover faster. Looking at handsome guys might actually help your condition."
Jade struggled to lift her eyes.
She frowned and asked:
"You're right! But where can I find good-looking people?"
"That's easy..."
I curled my lips.
The fish had taken the bait!
In my past life, they could force me to sacrifice everything for Jade.
This time, let them experience what it's like to bankrupt themselves for their precious daughter.
I continued:
"Hire them."
"There are lots of professional male models now. They're all handsome with great bodies. Having them keep you company will definitely help you recover faster!"
Sure enough, my parents exchanged glances.
And agreed without hesitation!
The next day, I brought a group of handsome but expensive male models to the hospital.
Seeing so many attractive people, Jade's eyes instantly lit up.
Meanwhile.
To pay for the male models and continue Jade's treatment.
My parents worked construction during the day and ran a night market stall at night, working nonstop until their backs couldn't straighten.
They gritted their teeth and drained their savings to satisfy Jade.
Every time I saw them come home covered in dust and exhaustion,
I couldn't stop smiling!
I thought I could enjoy their misery for a few more days.
But unexpectedly, they set their sights on me!
"Ava! We're out of money. Tomorrow you're marrying John so we can use the marriage gift to save your sister!"
John? My heart sank.
That fat, ugly old man over fifty?
"I won't marry him!"
I refused without hesitation.
Rachel trembled with rage when I disagreed.
She suddenly rushed forward and slapped me hard across the face.
I turned my head away.
My cheek immediately burned with pain.
"You brat! It's your honor to contribute to saving Jade!"
"You have no right to refuse!"
I covered my cheek, looking at her with icy eyes.
David also said with a dark expression:
"You money-losing brat! If you dare refuse to marry him, we'll throw you out and disown you!"
Jade in the hospital bed also spoke mockingly:
"Ava, you're so ugly, you should be with an ugly man. It's a perfect match!"
I laughed in anger.
Did they really think I was some abused heroine who didn't know the law?
I decisively pulled out my phone, making a show of calling the police.
"Forcing a minor to marry is illegal!"
"Throwing me out is also abandonment!"