My Brother Went Crazy After I Died at His Wedding

When I was being held down and humiliated, my brother Ethan White held a grand wedding downstairs.

I called him for help.

But his voice was cold and disgusted, "Are you playing the victim again? Layla, why don't you die?!"

I hung up the phone and jumped from the top floor.

I landed on the statue at his wedding.

The wings of the statue pierced my body.

I used my last strength to smile and said to Ethan, "Don't worry... I'm going to die now."

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Through the French windows of the nursing home, I saw Ethan lowering his head and talking on the phone.

The light and shadows fell on his silhouette, which I found familiar yet unfamiliar.

My eyes couldn't help but feel sour.

After our parents passed away, Ethan and I had grown up together.

He was my most robust support.

But I hadn't seen him for three years.

The attending doctor grabbed my hand, and I could feel his warm?breath on my neck?when he said, "Layla White, you need?to keep your mouth shut about the treatment process, understand?"

His words sent a chill down my spine, and I nodded obediently, "Yes."

The doctor took my hand and walked into the reception room.

Ethan?glanced at?our clasped hands.

There was no emotion in his eyes at all.

He was not like this before.

Our parents had favored boys over girls, and I'd grown up under Ethan's protection.

When I was a child, I was a greedy eater, and he would secretly buy me candy with his pocket money.

When I was being naughty, and our mother punished me, he would hold me in his arms and protect me.

After our parents passed away, Ethan protected me more attentively.

Even when?boys?looked at me for seconds, he would get mad.

He would yell at them.

But things changed. Now I was no longer the sister he'd always protected with all his heart because I killed his favorite woman Avy Murphy.

Three years ago, on the eve of Ethan's wedding, Avy and her sister, Lily Murphy, had a car accident.

Avy died on the spot.

Lily told Ethan, "Layla called us to drive in the rain to buy her chicken soup, and we had a car accident."

That day, Ethan ignored my explanation.

He waved his hand and slapped me in the face twice.

"Layla, why are you such a greedy eater? Avy was pregnant. You've killed the two people I love the most!"

That day, his eyes were red and angry.

He hated me for being a greedy eater and a big liar.

Jacob Murphy, a very righteous man, grabbed Ethan and said, "I was an accident. Don't blame Layla."

Hearing this, Ethan reluctantly let me go.

After Avy's funeral, Ethan went abroad to manage the business she'd left behind.

Jacob and his wife took me in to let Ethan work with peace of mind.

And my nightmare began.

Ethan took me to the parking lot.

He didn't say a word the whole time.

My loving brother, who had even reminded me to be careful even when walking, was gone.

And I was reticent, too.

In the past, when I was with Ethan, we'd always had so many things to talk about.

But it was different now because I was sick.

After Ethan went abroad, Avy's mother wished I wou...