All Chapters of Tortured Brother: My Sister Calls It Discipline: Chapter 1 - Chapter 8

I regained consciousness to the overwhelming smell of disinfectants in the hospital room. I stared vacantly at the ceiling, feeling an uncomfortable churning in my stomach.Delilah Sorrell, my sister, suddenly walked into the room with a medical report in her hand.I could only stare as the person I had spent three years looking for without success walked toward me. My pupils dilated as a torrent of emotions instantly surged in my heart. I stiffened my neck, stubbornly fighting back the tears, while Delilah glared at me, struggling to keep the anger threatening to erupt under control.Delilah and I knew exactly what was going on, but we were locked in a silent standoff, neither wanting to speak first.It wasn't until I met her gaze that my resolve finally crumbled. I couldn't keep the tremor out of my voice as I stammered, "D-Delilah—"Delilah's fury exploded in an instant. She slapped the gastric lavage report against my face and bellowed, "Haven't you thrown enough tantrums, B

In the end, despite my constant refusals, Mr. Guest dragged me to the shopping mall anyway to buy some clothes to keep me warm. He treated me to the most satisfying meal I had eaten in three years, and before we parted ways, he also stocked me up on plenty of filling snacks and told me to reach out to him whenever I needed anything.I felt an immense wave of bitterness washing over me as I watched his retreating figure. Delilah—the person closest to me—had punished me without any hesitation when Nathan had framed me back in school, yet Mr. Guest had chosen to believe me.Three years ago, he had been the only person to show me any warmth. Ironically, three years later, he was still the only one who did.I had fully intended to end my life, but a new thought suddenly struck me. I wanted to repay Mr. Guest's kindness just once before I passed away, to thank him for everything he had done. After weighing my options, I settled on buying a bouquet of flowers. I had no money, and becau

Delilah stared at the news on her phone, her entire body shuddering violently. She frowned and immediately swiped away the notification. She had never expected me to go this far, even paying off reporters just to cause such a big stir.If I had just behaved and waited patiently for a few more days, she would have brought me home. I wouldn't have had to suffer any longer. She couldn't believe that I still insisted on fabricating this kind of lie just to spite her.Suddenly, Delilah felt a profound wave of helplessness wash over her. She couldn't understand when exactly I had transformed into such a spiteful person. She kept receiving news about my death on her phone, the constant alerts giving her a splitting headache. She had no patience left to ponder when I had changed, so she simply called Jessie Lowe, her assistant. "Go suppress that news Bennett fabricated. He really outdid himself this time, causing such a huge scene."She wanted to see whose influence was greater—hers or mi

Delilah spent the entire day there. She went over the decorations and arrangements once more the evening before my birthday to make sure everything was perfect.She called the bodyguards early the next morning once she made sure everything was in order. "I need you to go pick Bennett up and bring him back ahead of schedule. I've ordered a tailored suit for him, and between getting him fitted and having the stylist work on his hair, the whole thing will take quite a while."After ending the call, Delilah waited quietly in the backyard garden of the villa. For some reason, she felt slightly nervous. However, after waiting for several hours, the bodyguards still hadn't brought me back.Just as Delilah was starting to grow anxious, the bodyguard finally called, only to tell her that I was nowhere to be found. Harbourne wasn't even that large, so she couldn't understand how they had failed to locate me.Just as she was about to lose her temper, someone suddenly rang the doorbell. She