Chapter 2The Real Heiress’s Last Diary

I died in my original world.

Late-stage stomach cancer, died at eighteen.

Died from sheer pain.

No one was by my side.

Except for that fish ball just now, I hadn't eaten anything normal for nearly three months.

Maybe the System pitied me and brought me to this world.

This body also has stomach cancer.

But not yet terminal.

The System said the original girl committed suicide by taking sleeping pills today.

Frequent abdominal pain accompanied by coughing up blood told her something was wrong with her body.

But she was afraid speaking up would trouble the Sterling family.

Afraid it would make her family, who already disliked her, hate her even more.

So she chose to leave this world directly.

She was so silly. The Sterling family is rich; with proper treatment, she might have recovered.

This family is truly ironic.

They didn't realize their biological daughter was sick even after having her back for six months.

"Why am I here?"

A girl who shared the same fate as me.

Also an orphan from childhood.

Also had stomach cancer.

Maybe she was luckier than me.

At sixteen, she was taken home by her biological parents.

Maybe she was unluckier than me.

She went to be an angel before ever receiving a shred of unreserved love.

The System was silent.

"My arrival seems to have worsened the body's symptoms?"

Feeling the taste of blood in my throat, I asked the System.

The System said, "Yes. Like the original you, you might only make it to 18..."

"But if you cooperate with treatment..."

I said lightly, "Not treating it."

Doesn't matter, gonna die anyway. Besides, I don't want to live.