After My Biased Parents Kicked Me Out

I got into a car accident and rear-ended a rich second-generation heir, the kind who insists that anyone who rear-ends them has to marry them. They took a liking to me.

After I was discharged and returned to my hometown, my parents frowned at the sight of me wrapped in bandages and wearing a cast, and asked what had happened.

I joked that I'd been in an accident and was disabled, so they'd have to support me from now on.

That night, they brought out some papers for me to sign, saying they wanted to cut ties with me.

They even said, "Your sister-in-law is about to have a baby, and your room needs to become the nursery. Go rent a place somewhere else."