Sunward Blossoming

The birthday sunlight was especially gentle, as if it were a sign that good fortune was about to arrive.
The moment the lottery numbers were announced, I could hardly believe my eyes. I had actually won a staggering prize money of twenty million!
This sudden joyous news felt like a brilliant dream, instantly enveloping me in happiness. At the same time, my younger brother Hugo Scott was also reaching an important milestone in his life.
He joyfully received his very first paycheck. This achievement was not only material but also a testament to his growth.
Filled with gratitude, Hugo Scott took the initiative to invite me to enjoy special cuisine, wanting to celebrate this wonderful day of double happiness. At the dining table, the soft light enveloped us, creating a warm and inviting atmosphere.
We talked joyfully, with fragments of the past playing back in my mind like a movie. Watching my younger brother gradually mature, my heart swelled with happiness, deeply comforted by his growth.
In my heart, I had already quietly planned how to use this large Prize Money. The old house has no elevator, making it very difficult to go up and down the stairs.
Every time I see my parents' weary figures climbing the stairs, my heart aches. Now, it is time to move into a spacious, bright, and fully equipped new home so the family can live more comfortably.
Hugo Scott and his girlfriend Mindy Zimmerman have been together for many years; their relationship is stable, and they have reached the stage of discussing marriage. I plan to help him pay off the mortgage on the marital home and buy a car for commuting, to support their happy life.
The parents have always longed for the magnificent scenery of T City. The mysterious P Palace, the vast grasslands, and the clear blue sky are all landscapes they have dreamed of.
However, for the sake of family expenses, they have always been reluctant to spend money to fulfill this wish. This time, I am determined to arrange a high-quality tour for them, so they can fully enjoy a wonderful journey.
A few years ago, Grandma suffered a stroke that left her with limited mobility, and she has been tormented by illness ever since. Now, I finally have the means to provide her with professional rehabilitation therapy, hoping she can regain her health soon.
However, this joy did not last long. As soon as I got home, I received a text message from Mindy Zimmerman.
The words in the message were like sharp knives, stabbing at my heart with pain. 'Ella Scott, how dare you let your brother treat you? It's obvious you're trying to take advantage of him!'
"Hurry up and pay back the money for the meal, or Hugo Scott and I will break up!" I was filled with anxiety and quickly called her to explain.
When it came time to settle the bill, my phone suddenly malfunctioned. I had intended to pay myself, but unexpectedly, this sparked the misunderstanding. No matter how much I tried to explain, Mindy Zimmerman refused to listen and instead spoke harshly.
She accused me of having nothing to do with my brother's job and even falsely claimed that I deliberately avoided paying the bill. Anger surged through me instantly. I decided to hire a private detective to investigate her, clear my name, and sent the screenshot of the messages to Hugo Scott.

Time passed second by second as I anxiously awaited Hugo Scott's reply. Every moment felt unbearably long.
But after waiting for a long time with no news, my heart burned with anxiety, and I finally called him. On the other end, Hugo Scott stammered, his words full of defense for Mindy Zimmerman, convinced there must be some misunderstanding.
Listening to him, I was filled with disappointment, as memories I had buried deep in my heart surged like a tide. When I was little, my parents were busy with work, and I had almost taken on the full responsibility of caring for him.
He was in poor health, so I always saved the best things for him and lived frugally myself. One late night when he was six, he suddenly had a high fever and convulsions; his little face was flushed red, and his whole body was burning hot.
Outside, it was pouring rain, and the roads were muddy and treacherous. I couldn't care about my own safety and carried him on my back through the rain to the hospital. Along the way, the rain soaked my hair and clothes, but I held him tightly to protect him.
After that incident, I developed chronic asthma. When he was in high school, our family faced misfortune, and our financial situation became very difficult.
To support him in continuing his studies, I worked hard at school while juggling three part-time jobs to earn money. Every day, I rushed between school and various part-time jobs, exhausted to the point of collapse, yet I never complained.
To pay for his university education, I gave up the opportunity for guaranteed postgraduate admission and even broke up with the boyfriend I deeply loved. I devoted my youth and dreams entirely to him, hoping only that he could have a bright future.
After starting work, I spent most of my income on him—buying him a marital home so he could have a stable place to live; running around to find him a job, hoping he could have a good career.
But now, over just four hundred, he refuses to believe me and has taken Mindy Zimmerman's side, leaving me utterly heartbroken. Not long after, Hugo Scott called again, but what he said was hard for me to believe.
He actually asked me to transfer four hundred to him, claiming Mindy Zimmerman was forcing him to break up. Not only did he fail to understand my pain, but he also accused me of deliberately stirring up trouble.
At that moment, the disappointment in my heart surged like a tidal wave, completely overwhelming me. I hung up the phone, feeling deeply disappointed and heartbroken by the younger brother I had raised with my own hands.
I never imagined that Hugo Scott would go so far as to do something even more outrageous just to please Mindy Zimmerman. He sent me a special cuisine bill for 14,860 and asked me to help pay it.
He also said that as long as I paid the money, Mindy Zimmerman would no longer pursue the previous issues. It turned out that Mindy Zimmerman took a group of relatives to eat special cuisine, clearly using the opportunity to make things difficult for me, trying to embarrass me in this way.
I told my parents and grandmother about the matter, my heart full of grievance. At first, they sympathized with me and criticized Mindy Zimmerman and Hugo Scott for going too far. But when Hugo Scott announced that Mindy Zimmerman was pregnant with a boy, their attitudes changed dramatically in an instant.
My parents' faces lit up with joyful smiles, their hearts filled with happiness, completely disregarding my feelings as they urged me to pay the bill. I stood my ground, unwilling to be coerced like this, and shared with them my grievances and dissatisfaction.
In return, I was met with a slap from my father and accusations from my family. Their preference for sons over daughters was laid bare; in their eyes, the child in Mindy Zimmerman's womb was a thousand times more important than I was.
I looked at their unfamiliar faces, tears welling up in my eyes. Helpless, I could only pay the bill through tears, my heart heavy with pain and despair. When Mindy saw that I had paid, she not only showed no restraint but grew even more demanding.
She made a series of unreasonable demands: to change the Marital Home's ownership to her and Hugo Scott's names, to renovate the old house, and even to send Grandma to a nursing home, expecting my parents to serve her like servants.
And my parents, for the sake of the so-called 'precious grandson,' agreed to all these demands one by one, completely disregarding my feelings. On the surface, I complied with their demands, pretending to be indifferent, but deep down, I was quietly plotting my own plan.
First, I mortgaged the car and house to borrow some money, then transferred ownership to Hugo Scott and Mindy Zimmerman. Then, I lied to my mother, saying I was going to work out of town, and took her gold jewelry.
That night, the darkness was profound, and the moonlight was faint. Dragging my luggage, I left this utterly disappointing home and headed abroad.
Before leaving, I hired a private detective to investigate Mindy Zimmerman, and sure enough, discovered her chaotic private life; the child she carried was not Hugo Scott's at all. I decided to wait until the child was born before revealing the truth, making them face the consequences of their actions.

Eight months later, when Mindy Zimmerman gave birth, the Scott Family was stunned by the child's appearance—it was clearly not a child of the Scott Family. At the same time, debt collectors came knocking. Hugo Scott and Mindy Zimmerman lost their house and car, and faced a massive mortgage.

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