Real Daughter's Revenge novel Chapter 17

In November, my third book was published.

The publishing house organized a small book signing event.

I hadn’t expected that my parents and my brother would all come.

They sat in the front row, and Nolan was still in his wheelchair.

After the signing, Rhonda bought twenty books, saying she wanted to give them to relatives and friends.

“Let them see how amazing my daughter is.”

I felt a bit embarrassed: “You don’t have to buy so many…”

“I want to, I really do,” she insisted.

Bernard drove me home.

On the way, he said, “Mom and Dad have really changed a lot.”

“I know.”

“And you…”

“Bernard,” I looked out the window, “some wounds can’t be forgiven just because you say so. It takes time.”

“I understand,” he sighed, “we missed out on too much.”

In December, it was time for final exams.

This time, I came in second.

First place was a boy named Zayne Monroe, a science genius.

When Bernard found out, he was actually a bit upset: “How could anyone be better than you?”

I couldn’t help but laugh and cry: “It’s normal that there’s always someone better out there.”

“No way, you have to get first place next time.”

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“Bernie, are you my brother or my rival?”

As soon as I said it, we were both stunned.

It was the first time I called him Bernie on my own.

His eyes turned red: “What did you just call me?”

“Nothing.” I turned to leave.

He grabbed me: “Say it again.”

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“Please.”

I gave in: “Bernie.”

He smiled like a fool.

That night, he posted on Instagram: “My sister is closer to me now!”

The photo was a candid shot of my back.

I wanted to ask him to delete it, but seeing how happy he was, I let it go.

Before New Year, Rhonda fell ill and was hospitalized.

It wasn’t serious, just exhaustion from overwork.

I went to the hospital to see her, and she held my hand tightly.

“Jessie, Mom has a request.”

“Go ahead.”

“This year,

I was silent.

will you come home for New Year?”

“Mom knows you still have some resentment. But I really want to spend New Year with you,” she pleaded, “just… just keep me company, okay?”

Looking at her weary face, my heart softened: “Okay.”

She was so happy that she cried.

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On New Year’s Eve, the house was lively.

Even though it was just the four of us, Rhonda prepared a huge table of dishes.

“This is Jessie’s favorite pulled pork.”

“This is Jessic’s favorite baked fish.”

“This is…”

She made sure to emphasize that every dish was made for me.

My nose tingled with emotion.

At midnight, we watched the New Year’s Eve special together.

Rhonda fell asleep leaning on my shoulder.

Nolan was dozing off.

Only Bernard was still awake. He whispered, “Thank you for coming back.”

I looked at the TV: “Grandma said, in this life, don’t leave regrets behind.”

“Grandma is a wise woman.”

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