The Billionaire Ex-Wife and the Beggar He Became novel Chapter 348

"I screamed like a banshee."

"Even after all that screaming, my biological parents never came out to check on me. They were determined to get rid of me."

"Ever since then, the sight of a snake terrifies me more than a knife-wielding madman. And since that day, I have never gone back to see my biological parents."

"Honestly, some people's fates are just written in the stars. Maybe in a past life, I was a terrible person. Why else would I be abandoned by both my adoptive and biological parents? I'm often filled with both envy and jealousy when I think of Felicity. Even though she spent sixteen years in a poor, rural area, the moment her real parents came looking for her, her adoptive parents let her go without a second thought."

"When you think about it, her adoptive parents—my biological parents—still cared for her deeply. They were willing to give up the daughter they had raised for over a decade just so she could have a better life. In the early years, they even used to bring Felicity gifts from the mountains."

"So tell me, how did Felicity get so lucky? Her biological parents treat her like the most precious thing in the world, her adoptive parents gave her up for her own good, Julian, the head of Greenwood City's most powerful family, loves her to death, and even an Italian investor is willing to give her his multi-billion-dollar fortune unconditionally. Not to mention she has a fiercely protective brother, a renowned surgeon like Xander as her childhood friend, Mackenzie Chamberlain, Hattie Warren…"

"And me…" Winona let out a bitter laugh.

"Everyone says my family of four is a bunch of misfits—the old, the sick, the weak, and the damaged. They say we're all liabilities, constantly fighting amongst ourselves. Mia is a loose cannon and boy-crazy, Grandma is a pitiable old woman who's been bullied her whole life and never managed to stand up for herself, and Zane is a deaf little boy nobody wanted."

"But who could possibly understand that only a group like ours, a group of outcasts, could stick together without judging one another, huddling together for warmth? The well-adjusted, the respectable—who would ever want us? I never even finished high school; I have no friends. I've known Mia since we were kids. Everyone says she's abrasive, but when I was freezing and starving on the Shepherds' doorstep, on the brink of death, she was the one who worked as a hostess in a nightclub to earn the money that saved my life."

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