Amelia's POV
Ring! Ring! Ring!
I picked. “Hello, Dad. How are you? How is Mum?
As I picked up the call, tears rolled down my cheeks uncontrollably.
This was the third time my Dad had called, and I wasn't able to send him some money.
While I thought about it, it dawned on me that all my efforts were in vain.
What can money do for me now? It can never make me a perfect daughter.
I don't have much time left. What if I die? Money can't even save me from this unlucky fate.
“Amelia? I heard a cold voice call out. “Aren't you supposed to be doing the house chores? Don't you dare use your disease as an excuse, besides, it's not life-threatening.” I could hear the hatred in my mother-in-law's voice.
It wasn't the same tone she used in the past when she thought I was pregnant.
I wish I cou
