The Reborn Daughter's Wish

Summary

On my deathbed, I used my last ounce of strength to lift the water cup, my hands trembling.

But my daughter slapped it away.

"Drink what? If you drink, you'll live a few more days. So annoying!"

"Just die already. I'm waiting for the inheritance check!"

Tears streamed down my old face. I finally asked, "Why? Why treat me like this?"

My daughter rolled her eyes, sauntered over, and whispered the truth:

"Because you're poor. Because you're pathetic!"

"I've hated you since the moment I was born!"