Eight Uncles' Beloved Treasure (Lily)

Chapter 590 You’ve Done Well, Sean

Sean said quietly, “I was eleven when my mother was pregnant with Cathy. I’ve just started sixth grade.”

That seemed like such a long time ago. Sean could barely remember it.

He could only remember running up and down happily, fetching whatever his mother wanted, going grocery shopping with her as they chatted over whether it would be a little boy or little girl. What they would name the baby if it was a boy, or a girl.

“It was me who came up with the name Cathy too,” Sean said quietly.

He had even prepared a gift for her in secret.

“The day Mom gave birth to Cathy, everyone was so nervous. Dad was rushing around bringing things to the hospital, and I rushed to the hospital first thing after school as well. Cathy came out of the delivery room just as I got there.”

“I was the first to hold her.”

Sean was overjoyed then. His mother had asked him if he would like a younger brother or sister, to which he had said that he was fine with either— but really wanted a little sister just a little more.

Then it turned out to really be a little sister.

“She was like a kitten! She was only this small!” Sean gestured with his hands. “I reached out to touch her face, and she grabbed my finger.”

Sean would never forget the shock and joy he felt the first time his sister grabbed his finger.

Then came the few days of Dad running to and from the hospital, delivering meals to Mom.

His mother had gotten pregnant at an older age, and there had been complications post-birth that required her to be on medicine. Cathy could not be breastfed because of this, and Sean thus learnt how to make her formula.

Another chaotic week passed, and his mother and sister finally returned from the hospital.

“There were lots of relatives over. They all fussed and cooed over my sister. Mom talked to them, and Dad was so busy.”

Everyone was so busy.

came she would snatch Cathy out of Sean’s arms, saying that he didn’t

parents chatting and laughing with everyone as they

A whole half hour passed, and

and asked me what

he felt when he was washing those fruits. He was sorry to say it, but

“And then?”

his fair. “Then Cathy fell

His parents saw that Cathy’s stomach was bulged up like a frog’s. It had only been a week, and she had begun crying all day and night without stopping aside from the occasional nap

well to breastmilk,

make her formula. But Cathy was stubborn too, refusing to be bottle-fed ever since she had a taste of breastmilk. So she would

belly a little press. Other babies’ bellies were soft and floppy, but his sister’s

into tears. She cried so hard she was practically screaming, her lips were

the first time Mom got mad

the entire night, and

expression turned

at me like she was looking at an enemy, shouting

and she had

did not have time to care about how he felt, because Cathy was truly getting worse by the second. Everyone rushed her to the hospital, and she was hooked up to an intubator for a long time until they could go

when

go to bed and get

that Sean didn’t need to care about this either, as long as

that, Cathy would make round trips to the hospital every couple

cried. He would be picked on for not boiling the water well enough, or not washing the bottles cleanly enough. One

after time, day after day. Eventually, he got

understand that they were worried over their sister, but had they thought of me before?” Sean

her mouth, unsure how

“There’s a method of forcing someone to confess where you don’t allow the prisoner to sleep. You only need three days, and the prisoner

being can survive without sleep. Scientists once conducted an experiment where they didn’t allow their participants to sleep, and the conclusion was bone-chilling—

send chills down anyone’s back. Even