I Was The Atm, Not The Daughter

Synopsis

I worked like a dog for ten years and saved up 300 thousand dollars. I transferred the money to my parents so they could have a comfortable retirement. But when I got sick and needed emergency surgery, Mom said, "I used that money for Emily's down payment. You're not dead yet, so what's the hurry?" Even while I was being wheeled into the operating room, Mom was sharing a video in the family group chat, showing off the designer handbag Emily had just bought for her. She wrote: [Better to have a good niece than a successful daughter.] Lying in my hospital bed, I stared at the chat and smiled coldly. Then I called the police and filed a lawsuit.