I looked at him with a hurt expression, "It's because you guys didn't want to come up with me."
He glared at me fiercely, "You're the one who led us down there, so you have to take responsibility. If anything happens to her, it's on you."
As if remembering something, he stopped shouting and whispered in my ear.
"Sis, I'm the son who's supposed to carry on our family name. You don't want to break Mom and Dad's hearts, do you?"
He was trying to make me the scapegoat.
But unexpectedly, Luna survived the ordeal and was brought up by Brother Lincoln.
However, she had fallen into a coma, so we immediately turned back to head to the hospital.
The whole way, Wylie kept saying it was my fault that they were left behind, which led to Luna's accident.
Through his words, he was clearly implying that I should be held responsible.
I remained silent, seemingly accepting the blame.
From childhood to adulthood, I've always been the one cleaning up his messes.
When he broke someone's window playing soccer, I took the blame.
When he stole money from our parents, I said I did it.
Even when his love letter was rejected, he claimed I wrote it.
Luna's parents arrived early the next morning. After hearing Wylie's version of events, they came at me with fists and kicks.
It was Brother Lincoln who stepped in to protect me.I expressed that regardless of whether Luna became a vegetable or not, Wylie would definitely marry her.
A flicker of hesitation crossed Wylie's eyes.
I immediately said, "These two kids have a love stronger than gold. As her sister, I'm deeply moved."
They still resented me, but thinking that if their daughter really became a vegetable, they couldn't possibly take care of her themselves.
Wylie had to take responsibility for Luna.
But I knew that now he didn't want to marry Luna anymore.
He knew the oxygen tanks could be switched, yet he left Luna behind and came up himself.
He was a murderer, and Luna was the victim.
He was scared.
I had once invited my family to see the coral I grew, and specifically mentioned this.
My dear brother had been planning to kill me all along, hadn't he?
The prize money for my coral grafting was meant for buying a house for myself.
But I had saved up another sum, intending to help Wylie buy the place across from mine.
Then Mom and Dad could move over too, and we could take care of each other.
I just hadn't had the chance to tell them before I died in my previous life.
Luna was eventually saved, but she was paralyzed.
When Mom and Dad found out about this, they adamantly refused to let Wylie marry her, and even blamed me.
I anonymously courier-delivered the video from the underwater recorder to Luna's parents.They used this as a threat, insisting that Wylie must marry Luna.
Fearing imprisonment, Wylie chose to marry Luna.
But he asked me to quit my job and stay home to take care of Luna, and my parents even demanded that I hand over my bonus money.
"From now on, you'll stay home to serve us and look after Luna. This money will go towards buying a house for your brother."
Luna's marriage certificate was fake. They kept her in the county town for me to care for, while sending Wylie to the city to start a new life.
I did go to resign, but I didn't return home.
My teacher had long wanted me to develop my career in the neighboring province, but I was worried that Wylie couldn't take good care of our parents, so I insisted on staying, disappointing my teacher's goodwill.
But who could have guessed that just as I was about to board the plane, my parents and Wylie came chasing after me.
"This unfilial daughter! She caused the death of my daughter-in-law and now she's trying to abscond with the money."
My mom grabbed my arm, refusing to let me leave at all costs.
Her shouting attracted more attention.
The police took us to the station, and after checking the surveillance footage, they discovered that I had bought pesticide at the hospital.
Luna had taken an overdose of pesticide, and she could possibly die from the poisoning.
To get their hands on my money, they actually tried to frame me for killing Luna.The last night I spent at home, she slipped sleeping pills into my lunch.
I slept through until the middle of the night.
Turns out they had planned it all along.