When She Stops Playing Nice (Hale Saxon)

Chapter 1

"We've already taken 600cc. Drawing another 400cc could be deadly," the doctor warned urgently.

"She is the reason Olivia is in this mess. If it costs her life, then so be it!" came a harsh reply.

In a daze, Gina Miller caught this exchange between her mother, Ella Miller, and the doctor. It felt like her heart was being ripped apart.

Gina had rescued her six brothers from a blaze, nearly losing her life. The heavens spared her, yet Ella seemed ready to act as the executioner, all for her adopted sister, Olivia Miller, who shared her rare blood type but not her bloodline.

As Gina awoke with a splitting headache, feeling the prick of a needle on the back of her hand, she withdrew quickly. Pale and with a chill in her eyes, she sat up, demanding, "Don't touch me."

Ella's fury ignited upon seeing Gina's defiance. She slapped her hard, yelling, "You selfish brat! Olivia rushed back worried about you after hearing about the fire, got into that accident, and now she's losing too much blood. All your fault, so yes, it's only fair we use your blood to save her."

'Olivia worried? Bullshit. She probably couldn't wait to dance on my grave, Gina thought bitterly.

"You curse! Ever since you came back, disaster follows. The fire, Olivia's accident, Phillip's stroke. Are you trying to wipe us all out? Why couldn't it have been you? Why don't you just drop dead?" Ella raged, hand raised for another hit.

Gina had thought she had grown immune to the family's bias and venom, but in that moment, it felt like her heart was in a vice, being crushed.

James Miller, Gina's eldest brother, held back Ella, thinking, 'Gina still needs to donate blood for Olivia. Can't have her damaged now. Once she is done, killing her wouldn't even matter.

He glared at Gina, accusing, "Always so damn jealous, picking on Olivia, who has never once held it against you. Got no heart? It's just a bit of blood."

Taking 600cc was already pushing it, and now they wanted another 400cc. "They're asking for a bit of blood? No, they're asking for my life,' Gina thought with a bitter laugh.

Gina's second brother, Noah Miller, tried coaxing her. "Gina, the hospital is out of blood, and getting more would take too long. Olivia can't wait. Give your blood, and the Director of Design position at Miller Jewels is yours." Miller Jewels was in a slump until Gina offered her designs to save the family business.

However, Noah, the CEO, gave her designs to Olivia, following a little coaxing, and credited Olivia with the success. The line was a hit, but the credit went to Olivia, the thief.

When Gina sought justice, the family rallied behind Olivia, the wrongdoer. They said it was just "inspiration" and "coincidental similarities."

Gina reflected, her tone icy as she responded, "Sorry, I'm not interested."

Noah's face twisted in anger as he barked, "Don't be an idiot! That position was for Olivia. We're handing it to you on a silver platter, and you're still ungrateful?" Gina let out a soft laugh, thinking, 'I never gave a damn about the position. I helped because I thought of you as family. But you've never seen me as your sister!

The slap from Ella knocked some sense into Gina, making her mind even clearer.

'The Miller family belongs to Olivia. I grew up in an orphanage. I never had a real family, she mused bitterly.

At that moment, Gina let go of any hope for affection from her so-called family. She closed her eyes in despair, and when she opened them again, all that remained was a cold resolve. Seeing Gina unfazed, her third brother, Liam Miller, lost his patience. "Olivia is on death's door. Quit the bullshit and tie her down! If 400cc ain't enough, we'll take 600cc."

"What the hell are you waiting for? Do it!" Liam barked at the medical staff.

Caught in a moral dilemma, the medical team hesitated. Their oath was to save lives, not risk them, yet defying the Miller family was out of the question.

A nurse, voice trembling and on the verge of tears, begged Gina. "Miss Miller, please. Just cooperate with us."

Pissed off, Liam decided to intervene. Gina, locking eyes with him, her gaze icy, spat out, "I told you, don't fucking touch me!"

Liam, momentarily thrown off by Gina's fierce look, recovered and growled, "I'll have to see about that."

He lunged for her, but Gina was quicker, catching his wrist in a vice grip.

A sharp snap echoed as Liam screamed, his knees buckling, landing him in a heap at Gina's feet.

'How the hell did she do that?' Liam was in disbelief, staring at his twisted wrist, thinking, 'She looks like she could be blown over by a breeze, yet she broke my hand so easily?' "Fucking hell, you hit me? I'll end you!" Liam howled, trying to retaliate. Gina responded with a swift kick to his chest, sending waves of agony through him, likely breaking ribs. Ella gasped, "Gina, are you out of your mind? Hitting your own brother?"

Gina had shown restraint. This was her final act of mercy towards Liam.

She shot Ella a cold glance, stating simply, "He had it coming."

Without another word, Gina stepped over Liam, heading for the door.

"Stop, just stop!" Ella screamed, her voice raw with desperation.

Gina didn't even pause.

The others in the room hesitated to intercept her, wary of ending up like Liam.

"How can I have such a heartless bitch for a sister? After a year of freeloading off the Miller family, basking in luxury, don't you owe us a damn thing?" James exploded in rage.All text © NôvelD(r)a'ma.Org.

Gina halted, turned, and gave the three men a look colder than ice. "I saved your asses from a fire. And this is how you repay me?"

They were left speechless.

With venom in her voice, Ella spat, "Walk out now, and don't ever think you can return to the Miller family. You ingrate!"