“Tell them that everything my parents said was a lie and that I was abused by them for the past 19 years.”
Abuse.
It sounds strong enough to invoke a deep sense of rejection.
Were the things my parents did to me over the past 19 years really abuse?
… I suppose some might think of it as abuse.
So, how would I define it?
For sure, my parents made my life difficult in the past several years.
They dumped all the housework on me, made me earn living expenses, and used the money I earned from hard jobs for their own selfish desires.
But….
“Ye-rin….”
“I love you, our daughter.”
They didn’t hate me emotionally.
They told me they loved me often, and I think they really did.
“Yeah… it’s not abuse…”
Isn’t there a softer way to put this…? Or is there a way to kick MS Planning without touching my mom and dad?
“But what if I can’t turn public opinion around…?”
Then Brotherhood Planning would be buried again.
“Hah… ah…”
It feels like someone is whispering in my ear.
Who to save, Brotherhood Planning or my parents?
And I….
“I don’t want to…”
I didn’t want to choose either.
To be precise, I couldn’t choose either.
Brotherhood Planning and Kang Hyung-man.
They are the benefactors who rescued my life from its low point.
Parents.
Even if I had my gripes, they are the ones who gave me life.
They are the beings I longed for in my past life….
“Our daughter… our Love… you seem so beautiful… I can’t believe such a lovely baby came from my belly…”
“Love, my pretty baby…. I’m your mom. Please take care of me from now on.”
“Ye-rin, though we are people with many shortcomings, we will do our best. Our daughter Ye-rin, your dad and mom love you very much.”
“Dear, let’s raise our Ye-rin well. Let her be the most precious in the world… happy without any worries….”
“Yes… I will definitely do that for our prettiest daughter…!”
I don’t think the love they showed me was a lie.
They surely… loved me sincerely.
As I had to choose one, my insides twisted more, and my head started to fill with agony.
In the end, I….
“……can’t choose. I can’t do it.”
I whispered self-deprecatingly as I stood up.
Abuse? What my mom and dad did to me wasn’t abuse.
If I were to say something negative about mom and dad at the press conference, there was a chance that the public outcry would fall on the two of them.
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I BECAME AN IDOL TO PAY OFF MY DEBT ( PART ll )
FantasiPART 2 "Yes? How much debt do you have?" I became an idol to pay off the debt caused by my parents. "Hoho. Yerin, since your mother gave birth to you beautifully, you should repay that favor." "Yerin, do you trust Dad? I'll earn and pay it back." "Y...
