The Divorce Papers She Put Down

Synopsis

My mom was the real heiress, the one sacrificed in a story where everyone doted on the fake one. Even I, her daughter, was born mentally challenged and frail. In the previous timeline, the fake heiress stole her brother and her husband. Refusing to be humiliated, she got a swift divorce and took me with her. She severed ties with her brother, left the Military Compound, and gave up her life of privilege. She did everything she could to cure my mental illness. But even so, I still missed getting into a top university by just a few points because of the fierce competition. After graduation, I missed out on a promising job because I wasn't a Capital City resident. When I was twenty-three, my long-standing heart condition worsened into heart failure. My mom sold everything she had, but still had to watch me die on the operating table. That night, she passed away with me, unable to escape the tragic fate of a side character. Meanwhile, the fake heiress was showered with love and lived a life full of glory. I found myself once again standing in the living room of the Military Compound. The fake heiress was quietly sobbing, her face buried in her hands. Her husband, James Foster, his face ashen, lowered his eyes. "If you want a divorce, I'll respect your decision," he said. Uncle Joseph sat by the window, smoking in silence. This time, my mom set the divorce papers aside. She crouched down, her eyes gentle as she looked at me, her childlike daughter. "Annie, how about we don't leave, okay?"