Part 3The Unwanted Son's Sweet Revenge

The next day, my face was swollen.

As I held an ice pack to my cheek, Mom marched over with Kevin trailing behind.

She got straight to the point. "I heard you got a scholarship. $500, right?"

She stated matter-of-factly, "Transfer it to your brother. He's almost out of money. You're such an inconsiderate older brother."

My temple throbbed as I struggled to contain my anger.

"That's for my living expenses next semester!"

She refused to pay my tuition, so I relied on part-time jobs and scholarships to cover my costs each year.

Mom snatched the ice pack and threw it at me. "How dare you say that? Have you no shame? Don't think I don't know - that scholarship was supposed to be Kevin's!"

From her scolding, I finally understood what lies my dear brother had told Mom.

He claimed he lost the scholarship because someone reported him for cheating, and I was the one who reported him.

What a joke. The professor made the decision based on security camera footage. Cameras don't lie.

"Why don't you ask your precious son about how the whole school knows he cheated? What do you mean it was 'supposed to be his'? Is he learning to be as shameless as my cheating father?"

Mom was furious. She raised her hand to slap me again, but I easily caught her wrist.

It seemed she'd forgotten - I was grown now, and still had my superhuman strength.

Mom winced in pain, glaring at me with anger and fear. She yanked her hand back but didn't dare try to slap me again.

"To think this came from my own flesh and blood!"

"You still consider me your flesh and blood?" I stood up abruptly. With a light push, she nearly fell over, then scrambled out of my room like she was fleeing the plague.

"No matter what, you have to share that scholarship money with your brother! You're his older brother, it's your duty!"

Seeing the fear and hatred in her eyes, I tasted the satisfaction of fighting back for the first time.

Kevin, who had been watching from outside, was caught off guard by my reaction.

But he still tried to act tough.

"Oh Jack, what good are your grades anyway? You still ended up at this crappy college with me."

His words hit a sore spot.

The truth was, I shouldn't have been at this third-rate school. According to my high school teacher, I had a real shot at a top university.

Back then, I naively thought going to college meant I could finally escape my brother. But Mom secretly changed my college application to match Kevin's school.

When I confronted her, she jabbed her long nails into my forehead, saying, "You need to go take care of your brother, Jack. Don't be so selfish."

And now Kevin was gloating, "What's the point of you studying so hard in college? In the end, your scholarship money is still mine."

My brother's eyes were full of malice. "Oh right, I forgot to mention - I told Mom I wanted to go to the same college as you. She's so good to me."

He laughed arrogantly.

Hearing this, I was filled with rage. I couldn't hold back anymore and slapped him hard across the face.

The force of it sent Kevin stumbling back several steps until he fell onto the floor with a thud.

His face swelled up quickly. He stared at me in shock for a few seconds before letting out a loud wail. "Moooom!"

I stood there panting, feeling a rush of satisfaction at the sight of my brother's pitiful state.

I stepped forward and delivered another resounding slap that left him speechless.

Mom rushed in just in time to witness this scene.

"Have you lost your mind, Jack?"

She shoved me roughly. My lower back slammed into the bookshelf behind me, causing intense pain.

But Mom only embraced Kevin, glaring at me with hatred. "You really are a monster!"

Yes, I'm a monster.

I was born with superhuman strength. Because of this, my mom especially despised me, always viewing me as a stain on her life.

Thankfully Kevin was born later, and I was abandoned to my grandmother's home in the countryside.

But Mom, I never asked to have this strength.

And I'm certainly not the monster you claim I am.