I discovered my whole family had stolen my good fortune

chapter 1

I, Camila Fuller, had been a housewife for ten years.

That day, I was washing dishes when suddenly a stream of comments appeared before my eyes.

The female lead is so pitiful, this family has been draining her luck all along!

Her husband stole her graduate degree and job opportunities!

Her husband's parents even took away much of her health.

And her husband's sister borrowed all her romantic prospects.

Her husband is about to give her something again. How much luck will she lose this time?

My hands froze mid-air.

Just then, my husband Paxton Freeman walked over and slipped a plastic bracelet onto my wrist.

He said, "Honey, I bought this specially after work today. It's both romantic and budget-friendly. Do you like it?"

I looked up and through the reflection in the kitchen window, I caught a glimpse of calculation flashing in his eyes.

He continued, "The company is selecting for management positions tomorrow. Do you think I'll get promoted?"

I was still reeling from the shock of those comments, my mind completely blank.

"What are you spacing out for?" he urged. "Come on, say something."

The comments appeared again.

As long as the female lead answers "yes," this luck-borrowing ritual will be complete.

She'll definitely say yes. She's always been obedient to this family.

Seeing my continued silence, Paxton suddenly grabbed my wrist with such force that he nearly crushed it. "Honey, say something."

I stared at the plastic bracelet on my right wrist, which suddenly felt burning hot.

I yanked my hand back. "I think my period just started."

Without waiting for his reaction, I rushed into the bathroom.

He kept pounding on the door, his voice growing more urgent: "Just tell me, will I get selected or not?"

I shouted through the bathroom door: "Yes, you'll definitely get selected!"

Hearing the satisfactory answer, Paxton's voice carried a note of excitement. "Since you're not feeling well tonight, I won't stay with you. I'll sleep over at my friend's place."

I looked at the plastic bracelet I had thrown into the toilet.

Comments flashed frantically before my eyes.

The female lead actually threw away the bracelet? Doesn't she usually treasure everything he gives her?

Could she know this man has been harming her all along?

Does she know Paxton has been cheating?

From what just happened, I was certain that these suddenly appearing comments were all true.

Reading the words floating in the comments, my heart ached unbearably.

Those people in the living room outside were all people I considered family.

This whole family has been scheming against the female lead from the beginning.

The female lead should have gotten into graduate school, then met her husband during her PhD studies. They would have been kindred spirits and founded their company together.

If only the female lead knew the truth, she wouldn't keep letting them borrow her luck.

Through the comments' narration, I learned the whole truth and my inevitable fate.

I was an orphan who met the seemingly honest and simple Paxton in college.

His parents, James Freeman and Sophia Freeman, treated me like their own daughter.

But in reality, I had been their target from the very beginning.

James had inherited an ancient technique from his ancestors that could borrow others' luck. However, by now, his ability was limited to borrowing luck only from his own family members.

He had calculated that I was born with an exceptionally lucky fate, so he had Paxton marry me quickly, making me part of their family.

That's why, despite my diligent preparation for graduate school entrance exams, Paxton, who never studied, got into my dream school and program.

No matter how serious James and Sophia's illnesses were, they would recover the next day. Meanwhile, I was constantly plagued by various ailments, all the kinds of diseases that typically afflicted elderly people.

I maintained a regular exercise routine and balanced nutrition, yet my weight kept increasing daily. Now I weighed nearly 200 pounds, while Jasmin Freeman, who never watched her diet, remained slender and was even dating a rich second-generation heir.

At the story's end, I would develop cancer from having all my luck drained by them, then die crushed by a truck while crossing the street.

I splashed cold water on my face repeatedly, trying to calm down.

Thank goodness I had seen these comments.

I couldn't let them borrow my luck anymore.

Since they didn't truly care for me, I would make them pay the price.

I pressed the flush button.

Let that plastic bracelet disappear along with Paxton's promotion dreams.