Not Really Caring About Me

Harper: "Later on, I was lucky and didn't die. My illness slowly recovered. I also understood that when one lives, they have to earn their own money. It's better to rely on yourself than on anyone else." But he had already become so sensible. The adults in the family were still dissatisfied…

Amelia felt her heart ache. Although Brother Harper's health had improved, his heart had never recovered, right?

Amelia didn't say a word. She hugged Harper. "Brother, don't be afraid…" She patted Harper's back like two pitiful little people who relied on each other. "Mia used to be like this too, but it got better later… Grandpa, Grandma, and Eldest Uncle just don't understand. They didn't do it on purpose, so can you forgive them?"

Harper pursed his lips and his eyes secretly turned red. However, he felt that he looked so pitiful, so he pushed Amelia away.