Punished by his love

Chapter 2255

vireo smiled miserably. "Also, ever since I could remember when I was about seven years old, I had to cook for myself, whenever the family has any good food, it's all for my three sisters. There was never any for me. My sisters will have money for breakfast every morning when we go to school, but not me. The feeling of hunger was unbearable, so what could I do? I had to get up very early to cook for myself in the kitchen. Even so, grandma would still beat me up with her walking stick as she said I was wasting the gas. If I were your son, and if you had cared for me even a little, would you have let your son go without food in the morning?

time, washing a can will only earn me a single penny. I was only able to make thirty cents after washing thirty cans. I was only able to make eight dollars after washing from seven in the morning to eight at night. Ĩ made five hundred dollars in the two months of my summer break when I was eight. But, what happened in the end? You didn't even give me five dollars, and you took everything. At that time, my tuition only cost ten dollars a semester! My books, tuition, and also the money for my clothes were less than five hundred dollars a semester. The money for my tuition and food were all earned by me that summer! You, as my parents, did not even give me a single penny! Ever since I was in second grade, I had to work as a child labor every summer and winter! Every summer, I went to work at the cannery nearby, and my feet were all covered in ulcers after soaking in the liquid waste, but have you ever helped me buy any disinfectant to clean them? Which parent in this world is able to bear with their child looking like that? You may have never understood why I had chosen to study medicine in college. That's because when I was working as a child, my feet were all covered in ulcers from soaking in the liquid waste, but nobody helped

you, all seven of you from the Payne family, know what kind of feeling is that? You kept saying that you had treated me like your son, had given me a father and a mother's love, and had raised me. Have you ever, in good conscience, thought about how I pulled through since childhood? You have no idea! But, I do! Since childhood, the only thing I knew is that my parents didn't like me and my grandparents always beat me up. All four adults did not love me like how they loved my sisters. It must be because