Dark Revenge Against An Evil FatherChapter 1
"Lydia, stop looking so miserable all the time. Donating a kidney to my mom is a blessing for you." My dad's sullen voice echoed through the hospital room.
My mom, Lydia Cuevas, lying in bed in her surgical gown, didn't look well at all.
My dad kept complaining, "Didn't the newspaper already give you an award for it? What more do you want? With that sour face, how do you expect us to get through the days ahead?"
I rushed over and lifted my mom's gown, checking her front and back. Thank goodness, there were no scars. She was still healthy.
She patted my head gently, reassuring me she was fine.
But my dad wouldn't let it go. "We agreed on this at home. Now look at you, upsetting my mom. How is she supposed to go into surgery tomorrow feeling like this?"
Apparently, in my dad's mind, losing a kidney for no reason should have made my mom smile.
I remembered my last life. My mom, a traditional rural woman, always put her husband first. My dad had brainwashed her daily. Even though she was unwilling, she donated her kidney in the end.
After the surgery, my dad didn't even wait for the anesthesia to wear off before making her take care of my grandma.