Chapter 2The Eighth Heiress

He said because I just jumped off the building, Mia was so worried her old illness relapsed, and the doctor said she needed a total blood transfusion.

"If it's a minor illness, go get treated. If it's a major illness, go die. Why come looking for me?"

"Oh, if she really doesn't know how to die, I could teach her."

Hearing this, seeing our parents weren't around, Ethan was so angry he slapped me directly:

"It's all because of you that Mia's old illness relapsed! So you must give her this blood transfusion! You have no right to refuse!"

Mia cried tearfully beside him: "Forget it, brother. Sister hates me so much, she definitely won't agree to give me a blood transfusion. Just let me fend for myself!"

When she cried, Ethan became even more irritable. He grabbed my collar:

"Chloe Sterling, if you still want to return to this family, then you have to give this blood today whether you want to or not!"

I was shaken by him until my vision went dark repeatedly.

Just as I was about to cough, I was fiercely thrown back onto the bed by him.

"Chloe Sterling, don't force me to use methods. If you know what's good for you, sign the informed consent..."

Before he could finish speaking, I impatiently got up and quickly signed my name.

I casually tossed the pen, not even looking up: "Draw it."

Ethan didn't react: "What?"

"I said, don't you want to draw my blood to give to Mia? Draw it, better to drain it all directly. I don't want to live anyway."

Hearing me say this, Mia immediately looked at Ethan with tearful eyes.

Ethan's face instantly darkened another degree.

"Chloe Sterling, it's just asking you to give Mia a little blood. Is it necessary to deliberately put on this look to disgust us?"

"Name a condition. What will it take for you to properly give Mia a blood transfusion..."

I was getting a throbbing headache from his schizophrenic behavior.

This wasn't okay, that wasn't okay! At this moment, I couldn't bear it anymore!

I stood up with a whoosh and roared at him:

"Change, change, change! I'll change it for her!"

"Not only will I give her my blood, I'll give her my life too! Can you shut up!"

Before he could react, I directly grabbed the fruit knife nearby and stabbed it towards the artery in my wrist.

The expected severe pain didn't arrive; the blade was grabbed by Ethan with extremely fast reaction.

Seeing the blood spilling from his fingers, Mia beside him screamed in fright and stumbled out of the ward to call for a doctor.

And Ethan pinned me back on the bed with my arms behind my back, his face livid, his voice trembling:

"Chloe Sterling! Are you crazy?! Is this the only trick you know to get attention?"

"Before you lost your memory, you only knew how to seek death all day long. I didn't expect that after so many years, even with amnesia, you still haven't made any progress!"

I froze for a moment, then struggled crazily: "Let go! Whether I've made progress or not is none of your damn business!"

"I'm your brother!" The veins on his forehead popped out.

I kicked and thrashed on the bed, finally just lowering my head to bite his hand.

But until my mouth was full of the taste of blood, he still didn't let go.

Finally, I was really out of options. I relaxed my strength and smiled gently at him:

"Okay, brother, I admit, I just want to grandstand and attract your attention so I can steal your love away from Mia."

"You are too wise, you saw through it at a glance."

"Now the act is over, I'm not dying. Can you let go?"

Ethan stared into my eyes, seeing my sincere look didn't seem like lying.

After a long while, he finally slowly let go, let out a long breath, and said:

"Chloe Sterling, I don't like forcing others, but Mia can be considered your sister. It's perfectly justified for you to give her a blood transfusion. Today you were too unreasonable."

"I promise, as long as you obediently sign and go give Mia a blood transfusion, our Sterling family can still accept you again..."

Before his voice fell, I grabbed the knife and stabbed it into my neck.

The world was quiet for a second.

When Mom and Dad pushed the door open holding boxed lunches, my splattering fresh blood splashed all over their faces.

With a clatter, the lunch boxes fell to the ground.

A miserable, shrill scream erupted in the room: "Doctor! Go get the doctor quickly!"