Reborn with Bipolar Disorder: The Real Heiress Takes Back Everything

My eyes narrowed. I spun around and slapped Linda so hard the food scraps in her hair flew off.

"That's for lying."

"Go look at yourself in a puddle before you talk about anyone else's face."

Linda clutched her cheek, stunned, then started crying for real.

This time the tears were genuine.

Jason grabbed a chair and launched himself at me like he was ready to die.

Dad's foot hit the floor and he roared.

"QUIET! Everyone stand down!"

Mom took over from there, pulling the three of us apart for separate questioning.

In my previous life, Linda had bullied me, but I'd kept quiet. I didn't want to be labeled a troublemaker, didn't want Mom and Dad coming down on me for causing drama.

So I never told Mom about the rotten food.

They just turned it around and called me ungrateful, said I was picking fights with Linda.

After that, Linda got bolder.

"Spoiled leftovers today, pig slop next time. How's that sound? Ha!"

This life, I shoved the remaining disgusting food right under Mom's nose.

"This smells like death. A dog wouldn't eat it. You want me to?"

Mom's forehead creased, but she managed a strained smile and softened her voice.

"She just didn't realize the salmon had gone off. She was trying to give you something nice."

I watched her lie through her teeth with a completely straight face.

I smiled. "Oh, really?"

Then, while she wasn't looking, I grabbed a mouthful of the rotten, reeking salmon and shoved it straight into her mouth.

She gagged, "UGGH," and bolted to the bathroom, retching violently.

I watched with a cold smile.

"Still think it's edible? Are you sure this isn't attempted poisoning? She's trying to kill me with food contamination. Is that what this is?"

Mom staggered out, spent ten minutes rinsing her mouth, face gray as ash, and couldn't say a word.

She shot me a long, heavy look.

"I'll deal with her."

Really? I didn't believe it for a second.

When Jason and Linda came out, their faces were smug all over.

"Just wait. Your day's coming."

I let out a sharp laugh.

"Go ahead, keep putting on your little show. I can't stand people who perform."

Linda's face went white, then red, then white again.

She looked to Jason for backup, eyes brimming. "She's insulting me. She's so rude, wah—"

Jason's protective instincts kicked into overdrive.

He shoved me off the hospital bed onto the floor, face twisted with contempt.

"I'm warning you. One more time you make Linda miserable, I will rip your mouth off your face."

I stared up at his idiot face and shifted my gaze to Mom and Dad behind him.

"Are you watching? You see exactly who's hurting who here?"

I was pale and thin, the wound on my wrist still seeping blood.

Dad exploded.

He slapped Jason across the face and snapped, "Eve is your sister too. She's half-dead and you're still doing this? What kind of older brother are you?"

He caught himself, glaring at me furiously.

Linda whimpered and threw herself at Jason, wrapping her arms around him and sobbing pitifully.

"Daddy, don't hit him. Hit me instead. He was only trying to protect me."

She touched her reddened cheek and dropped her head.

Jason looked deeply moved. Mom and Dad looked like they had massive headaches.

Everyone stared at me.

I picked myself off the floor without any expression. Just as I opened my mouth—

Linda dropped to her knees in front of me with a loud thud.

"Sis, it's my fault. I've been in your place for over ten years. You can hit me, yell at me. I deserve it."

She clutched her chest, looking like she might faint from heartbreak.

Mom couldn't take it. She rushed to Linda and helped her up, then turned to me, impatient:

"Linda has been pampered her whole life. She's never suffered a day of hardship."

"No matter how much you resent her, you don't get to insult her like that."

"When you insult her, you insult the Veil name."

"I'm ordering you. You will apologize to Linda today."