They Filled Her Suitcase And Emptied My Place In The Family Chapter 09

They Filled Her Suitcase And Emptied My Place In The Family Chapter 09

Half an hour later, doctors and nurses pushed a stretcher into the ward.

“What’s this?” Mom stood up, stunned.

“Family of the patient? She is being transferred to Boston for further treatment,” the lead doctor

said.

“Transfer? Who approved that?” Dad stormed over. “I’m her soninlaw! I didn’t sign!”

“I signed it.” I stepped out from behind them, holding the discharge summary. Soaked, hair

plastered to my face, but I stood straight.

The ward went silent.

Ethan’s head snapped up. “Vera, when did you get here?” He took a step toward me.

I ignored him and went to my grandmother’s bedside. Her eyes welled up when she saw me. “Vera, why are you here? Grandma’s fine-just a little fall…”

“Grandma, I’m taking you to Boston.” I held her rough hand, my voice soft but final.

“Are you insane?!” Mom lunged for the form. “You’re off to Boston to study-do you really think you’re someone? How will you pay for her treatment?”

“I have a full scholarship and a research stipend.” I met her gaze. “It’s no concern of yours.”

“Don’t you dare leave!” Dad raised his hand to hit me.

I didn’t flinch. “Go ahead. There are cameras in the hallway. One slap and I’ll call the police for

assault. Let’s see if Marcus can pass his background check.”

His hand froze in midair, his face irongray.

The nurse moved my grandmother onto the stretcher. I followed. Ethan ran after me and grabbed

my arm. “Vera, don’t be impulsive! Grandma’s old-she can’t handle this. Stay here–I can get her

the best room!”

He looked desperate. He was finally watching his leverage slip away.

I stopped and pried his fingers off one by one.

“Ethan.” I looked at him like he was garbage. “That’s filthy.”

He went white. I turned and walked into the elevator without looking back.

The doors slid shut. Through the gap, I saw him collapse onto the cold hospital tiles. Mom and Dad

were frantic behind him.

But none of this had anything to do with me anymore.

That night, I took my grandmother on a medical charter flight to Boston. I held her hand and

watched the dark sky pass by.

Finally, I had pulled my last remaining tie to that world out of the mud.