"Look at his face, he must be feeling so jealous now that we are hugging each other," Silvia sneered as she hugged her lover.
" Poor brother! Your life is about to end, you don't mind me kissing your girlfriend, do you?" Dickson laughed as he shot a glance at Darrel, who was paralyzed as he lied on the hospital bed.
Darrel blinked as a tear ran down his cheeks. While in this pain, Darrel tried to open his mouth but could not. All he could do was wait until they finished kissing.
Hannah neared Darrel and teased him. "Darrel, you shouldn't cry at all. Besides, we have been doing our own things since last month!"
As Silvia was saying those hurtful words to Darrel, Darrel's family members entered the hospital room.
They had shocked expressions on their faces when they learned that Darrel was in more critical condition than they thought.
Darrel, don't worry, your insurance money will arrive soon. We will use that money to pay for your surgery bills."
"Are you crazy? Why should we spend the insurance money on him?" Jackson yelled, as his hands held onto Silvia's waist.
"Darrel has caused our family a lot of humiliation. Why in the world would we spend such an amount on him? Besides, using the money for ourselves is the only good thing we got from him."
Then the other members chimed in. " You are right, Jackson. You are indeed wise. How can we spend such a lot of money on this useless man."
"Using the insurance money to help Darrel will be a great loss to our family. Why don't we start a business with the money instead."
Jackson's mother looked at Darrel. "How can we possibly allow this man to waste 50,000$."
The room became silent when they learned the amount. " Mom, His insurance compensation is $50,000?" Jackson's mouth opened wide as he thought of the usefulness of such a hefty amount.
The rest of Darrel's relatives started thinking about how much it would be of great use if they invested that money into their family business. "Mother, why don't we invest $50,000in our restaurant"
"I won't stand by and watch you do this to my cousin. Hasn't Darrel already done everything possible to support our family? Why would you put him through this?" Yuri Jackson's younger brother bellowed as he pointed his fingers at Jackson and his mother.
"You should be ashamed of yourself, Jackson!! You are all evil!"
Slap!
Before Yuri could finish, someone had already slapped him. "How dare you talk so arrogantly in front of the elders. Yuri, get out now!"
Yuri covered his face as he cried. "But Grandma…Darrel is a good person."
The others looked at Yuri with resentment. "Darrel was the one who dug his own grave, Yuri. We Heard that Darrel had offended a very prominent business tycoon at the university, and he ordered his men to beat him up."
"Hahaha, I even heard that, Darrel must have stolen a very important thing from them, so it was only rational for them to torture him to reveal where he had hidden it."
Darrel recalled the incident that had caused him to be paralyzed. He will never forget the face of the person who put him in that state. Yet the pain he felt could never be compared to how deeply hurt his family's reactions.
The patriarch of the family, Grandma Larson, twitched with disdain as he looked at Darrel, who was tearing up on the bed. "The matter has already been discussed. Darrel's insurance is going to be used to support the family business!"
The room was in uproar as they congratulated themselves. "Look, Jackson, we forgot to acknowledge your beautiful girlfriend." The situation in the room changed completely the moment their attention switched to Jackson and Silvia.
Compared with Darrel, Jackson was a very capable man. He had good connections and he even got a job as manager at a restaurant.
Silvia couldn't stop smiling at being called Jackson's girlfriend. Leaving Darrel for Jackson was indeed a very wise decision!!
Soon the doctor came into the room. "Good morning, everyone. Please, may I speak with you," The doctor directed his gaze on Grandma Larson.
The doctor and Grandma Larson then went outside the room. "Mrs. Larson. What are you to Mr. Darrel?"
The old lady laughed before answering. "Well, Doctor, he is my grandson. I love him very much and would do everything to help him get back on his feet."
The doctor was surprised," Then it seems you have been ignoring your grandson's illness."
" What? Are you trying to insult me, young man?"
The Doctor's face turned pale as he tried to apologize. "No. no. Please don't get me wrong, Mrs. Larson. Darrel's situation is getting worse by the minute. I'm afraid if you don't pay his surgery fees in time, he might soon pass away!"
When the doctor said this, he expected the old lady to be conflicted and scared of losing someone from her family, but instead, she smiled.
"That doesn't sound like bad news at all, Doctor. Please do not spend time worrying about him."
" Why is that, Mrs. Larson?"
"What has he done to you guys to the point that all of you hate him so much?"
Grandma Larson sighed. "Doctor, you should know that he is a thief".
"Anyways, You shouldn't waste the hospital room. Let him die rather quickly. You can consider pulling out his life support. I have given you my consent." Grandma' Larson waved her hands as she watched the Doctor leave.
"Grandma, you are here? What did the doctor say?" They stopped their discussion and looked at her.
"It is nothing serious. He said Darrel might not survive for the next 24 hours. So what were you busy talking about?"
" Grandma, since we are about to receive such a huge amount, why don't we throw a party at the restaurant I work for? I could pull some strings and arrange for a room to hold a feast. What do you say, Grandma?"
The others simply gave Jackson a thumbs up for such a great contribution. " You are very wise, my child. I have accepted your proposal." Grandma Larson smiled as she looked at Jackson with admiration.
T he room was in uproar as they smiled at each other before exiting the hospital, leaving Darrel alone to die.
Darel couldn't stop crying on the bed. He kept staring at the door, expecting his family members to come back.
An hour had already passed, and no one was willing to come into his room. Not even the doctor visited him.
Darrel lost hope as five hours passed by so quickly. Darrel could no longer hear the lively conversations in the corridor.
It was clearly evident that it was getting late in the night, yet not a single nurse entered his room to check up on him.
Darrel blinked as he found his vision getting darker. He continued to blink until he could no longer do so. He couldn't hear or feel anything.
'I wish I had the chance to live my life again. I wish could seek vengeance on all those bastards that claims to be my family'
Ding!
All of a sudden, Darrel heard a ringing sound in his ear.
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