After the Real Daughter was Abused and Died, The Fake Daughter Became Sickly

The real daughter of the Wilson family was replaced.

The fortuneteller said that the Wilson family could improve only by finding her.

Then the Wilson family followed the clues and found me, who was washing diapers for a disabled elderly person.

"Viola, come home with us."

They thought I was their real daughter.

However, they didn't know that their biological daughter Sharon had died at the birthday party they carefully planned for the fake daughter Carol Wilson.

Carol's fiancé Howard Griffin just took another glance at Sharon.

But Carol got jealous and kicked the drunk on the roadside to wake him up. She raised her chin and said, "Hey, do you want a wife?"

The drunk's eyes became obscene.

He took Sharon to a hotel.

Later, Carol was afraid that her parents would blame her, so she cried to them.

Her parents hugged her shoulders and comforted her, "Carol, where is she? I will help you solve the problem."

Howard kissed Carol's forehead tenderly.

"Carol, she is just a bitch. Don't cry for her."

Sharon, the real daughter of the Wilson family was killed by them.

But they thought I was their lost daughter.

I was going to take revenge for Sharon.

***

The elderly man with disabled legs I took care of couldn't control her bowel movements.

She was terrified when the four members of the Wilson family barged in.

The sheets that had just been changed were stained again.

The ward was filled with a foul stench.

The director stopped the Wilsons and kept persuading them.

"I'm sorry. Viola is a top rehabilitation therapist in the hospital.

"Please don't disturb her during work hours.

"If your family is in a hurry to hire a therapist, I can introduce other therapists to you."

Since I came here to work part-time, many families wanted to pay me a high price to take care of the elderly in their homes.

Therefore, the director was not surprised at all.

Xander Wilson, the eldest son of the Wilson family, had never seen the old man's flabby body before. He ran out quickly just after stepping into the ward.

Carol was choked by the smell of urine in the air and kept retching. She took out the perfume in her bag and sprayed it wildly.

"Perfume is not allowed in the ward."

The director sensed something was wrong and asked them to leave in a cold voice, "Please leave as soon as possible.

"Otherwise, I'll call security."

My assistant stood up vigilantly and protected me firmly behind him.

I looked up and glanced at the people of the Wilson family, with confusion and tenderness on my face.

"Are you looking for me?"

The Wilson family didn't expect that the girl they lost back then was already protected by someone.

So they looked at me flatteringly.

"We are your biological parents.

"We're here to take you home."

They handed a document to me, waiting for me to read it with expectant eyes.

The fortuneteller said that their biological daughter would bring prosperity to their family.

The Wilson family was at a critical juncture now, so they must take me back as soon as possible.

I held the document that I forged and took a look at it. Before I could speak, my tears fell.

"Every day I spent in the orphanage, I was waiting for my parents to take me home.

"You finally came."

Seeing that I didn't resist, Jenny Wilson happily took my hand.

But Carol behind them had tears all over her face and was sobbing.

I looked over, and the moment I saw Carol, I almost couldn't hide the hatred in my eyes.

I thought, "Carol, this is not the first time we met.

Do you still remember me?"