In the seventh year after being brought back home, I had already followed my parents' demands, married a man I didn't like, and raised a three-year-old daughter. The fake heiress, one year older than me, still acted spoiled in my family's arms because she was "still young." The dispute between the real and fake heiress had long become a thing of the past. My home should have returned to peace. So, when I was about to be beaten to death by my husband, I called my family. "I'm dying. Can you come and pick Lily up, just like you picked me up back then?" 1 I knew I was finally dying, so I didn't call 911, but called my family instead. Mom answered the phone. She was getting her nails done, her tone a bit impatient: "What is it?" I covered my constantly bleeding neck and said I was about to die, could they come and pick Lily up? Lily is only three years old, sleeping upstairs, completely unaware of the mess downstairs. My blood wouldn't stop, broken pieces of a red wine bottle were beside me, and my husband, after committing the violence, fell on the sofa and slept soundly. "Ava, are you done yet? Putting on such a show every now and then!" My brother Ethan snatched the phone and cursed at me, "You've been married for four years. Every time you contact us, it's either about divorce or saying you're about to be beaten to death. Are you really that miserable!" I fell silent. Don't know if I was numb from pain or lost too much blood, I felt a bit tired. Recalling the past, I've actually been tired for many years. Kidnapped at five, working like a slave in the mountains, never seeing the sun, tired until my back couldn't straighten. Finally returned home at fifteen, facing the favored fake heiress, I lived carefully in the cracks, tired from secretly sobbing countless nights. Forced to marry at eighteen, married to a rich second-generation scumbag who liked domestic violence. To avoid being beaten, I could only be a humble and virtuous wife, working hard without complaint to coax him happy. Tired until every inch of my skin twitched. At twenty, I had severe depression, relying entirely on my daughter Lily's smile to survive, staring into the abyss at the edge of the cliff every day, wanting to jump, but not daring to. Tired until my ears rang and eyes dazzled, heart stinging. Finally, at twenty-two, my carotid artery was cut by a piece of red wine bottle. Suddenly not tired anymore, because I can finally die. I answered Ethan: "This is not acting this time, I'm really dying. Can you come over immediately? I'm afraid of scaring Lily." Actually, over so many years, I didn't "act" many times. I only mentioned divorce to my family three times. They got annoyed, so I dared not mention it again. I also only mentioned being injured to my family four times. They didn't believe it, so I stopped mentioning it. From being brought back home until now, a total of seven years, seven calls for help. Can't be considered many, right? "Then go die. Once you're dead, we'll pick Lily up!" 2 Ethan hung up the phone. I knew he wouldn't come to pick Lily up. Seven years, the eighth call for help, still failed. I smiled bleakly, leaning weakly against the wall, feeling half of my body was hot. Blood was rising with heat. Looked upstairs, quiet, Lily hadn't woken up yet. Or maybe she woke up, but dared not come down. She must be shrinking under the quilt shivering. Thinking of this, my heart twisted in pain. Tried to get up, but my strength was exhausted. What to do? My daughter is so young, shivering under the quilt, but I can't help her at all. After I die, if no one comes to pick her up, she will face that devil alone. How will she live? The phone suddenly vibrated, a message came. I gasped, trying hard to see the message clearly. It was from the fake heiress Bella. [Ava, today is my twenty-third birthday party. Family is accompanying me, so no one wants to pay attention to you.] [Actually, I don't understand. You've already lost so thoroughly, why still refuse to give up?] I moved my lips, the smell of blood spreading. I didn't refuse to give up, I just couldn't let go of Lily. Don't know where I got a bit of strength, I tried my best to send a voice message to Bella. Asking for help from this person I hated the most. "Bella... sorry, I was wrong... I shouldn't have been hostile to you... shouldn't have competed for favor with you... I kowtow to you, begging you to pick up my daughter..." Intermittently, I kept bleeding, and also weeping. The dignity of many years collapsed completely at this moment, crushed into the mud by myself. I never bowed to Bella. Because I always believed that I was the real daughter of the Gaines family, and she was just a counterfeit occupying the magpie's nest. But now, I bowed. I admitted defeat. "What?" Bella was obviously stunned, then laughed loudly: "No way? You... too funny, you kowtow to me? Real or fake? Then kowtow quickly!" 3 Yes, kowtow to Bella. I held the voice message button, leaned my body down, and hit my head hard on the floor. Bang, bang, bang! The sound of kowtowing was sent, and I almost fainted, lying on the floor like a dog, panting heavily. Bella laughed loudly again: "No, you really kowtowed? Haha, honestly, it feels quite good. Seven years, I finally waited for you to admit defeat!" Yes, I admitted defeat. "Pick up Ava... home..." I shivered and sent the last voice message. Bella's face changed instantly: "Ava, are you kidding me? Wasn't it picking up your daughter? How did it become picking you up again? Subconsciously you still want to come back, right!" I was stunned, my brain muddy. Did I say pick up Ava home? No, I should say pick up Lily home! I don't have to go home, but Lily must go home! But I had no strength to say a word anymore. "Ava, speak! Dared not make a sound after I exposed your thoughts?" Bella questioned me sternly. Her voice message also contained my dad's majestic voice. "Ava, stop making trouble. I will visit the Reed family in half a month, I'll see you then!" Half a month later, family finally coming to visit me? But I can't wait, because I'm dying. Lily, sorry, Mom ultimately failed to let you escape this devil's den. Hope there are ghosts in this world, so Mom can look at you a few more times. 4 Opening my eyes again, I was floating above my corpse. There really are ghosts in the world! It was already dawn, but the villa was quiet inside and out. My husband Lucas Reed had dismissed all the nannies long ago, forcing me to be the nanny, also making it convenient to abuse me unscrupulously. So, even during the day, no one would come to the villa. I found Lucas was about to wake up; his snoring stopped. I ignored him, hurried to float upstairs, and drilled into the bedroom. Lily was indeed shrinking under the quilt, eyes tightly closed, tears wetting the pillow. There was also a wet mark in the quilt; she wet the bed, but dared not move, just fell asleep like this. I was extremely heartbroken, bent down to touch her face, but my hand passed through. Lucas's exclamation sounded downstairs. He probably discovered my body. Sure enough, he soon started dismembering the body. Even though I was already a ghost, I still felt chills all over my body. The evil of human nature was fully revealed in Lucas. But unfortunately, he was the ideal son-in-law my family fancied. Actually, initially, my parents wanted to marry Bella to Lucas. The two families had verbally agreed on the marriage alliance. The Reed Group behind Lucas is a leading enterprise in the city, and Lucas himself is handsome and promising. Bella also liked him very much and even dated him. But later scandals about Lucas came out. He abused a girl to death in a bar, causing extremely bad influence. Parents and brother got worried, afraid Lucas was a beast in human skin with a perverted personality, so they decided not to let Bella get too close to Lucas. But they couldn't break ties with the Reed family, so they let me marry over instead of Bella. [Ava is our biological daughter, she is a better match for Young Master Reed.] [Our Ava is virtuous and gentle, unlike Bella, running around all day, not ladylike at all!] [Bella refuses to have children, she herself is a child who won't grow up, better not marry her out first, to avoid embarrassing us!] At that time, my parents said so. Every word was disliking Bella, finally making the Reed family nod and marry me. Thinking about it now, that dislike in every word was clearly full of love. I smiled self-deprecatingly and floated into the bathroom to watch Lucas dismember the body. 5 Lucas looked pale, cursing while chopping bones. He seemed to insult me to comfort himself. Called me a slut, said I was used by hundreds of men, completely unworthy of him. I deserved to die! I didn't understand, how was I a slut? Lucas's self-talk gave the answer: "Don't blame me, you slut. Bella told me long ago, don't know how many customers you took in the village, even had abortions and gave birth, what face do you have to marry me? "I abused you because you deserved it, you died because you asked for it!" I realized then, it turned out Bella was behind this. No wonder when I first married Lucas, he was friendly and treated me with respect. But later his temperament changed suddenly, abusing me unscrupulously, eventually causing my death. Bella, you are so cruel. Clearly I had lost so thoroughly, you still wouldn't let me go. When the sun set in the west, Lucas finally finished. He bagged my body piece by piece, filling two large refrigerators. Then cleaned up the living room to look brand new, leaving no trace. Don't know when Lily got out of bed, she squatted by the second-floor handrail, looking downstairs timidly. Lucas looked up and glanced at her, tone gloomy like an evil ghost: "Lily, what did you see?" Lily dared not make a sound. "I told you to speak!" Lucas shouted violently, scaring Lily into shaking her head quickly: "No... don't know..." I was both heartbroken and angry, wishing I could bite Lucas to death. But couldn't touch him at all. Lucas snorted coldly, grabbed a few bags of bread from the snack cabinet and threw them upstairs. "You are not allowed downstairs. Dare to come down, I'll break your legs!" Lily nodded in horror and scurried into the bedroom. Lucas didn't stay any longer, carrying a bag of meat pieces, hurrying out while it was dark. Lily then carefully slipped out, looked around on the stairs for a long time, then trembled and moved downstairs. My heart lifted, what was Lily going to do? Saw her walk to the refrigerator, forcefully prying open the lower refrigerator door. My head was hidden in a pile of frozen meat. "Mommy..." Lily called out. My tears came down. She saw everything. 6 The following days were days for Lucas to dump the body. He took part of the body pieces out every day. But sometimes brought them back home to freeze again. The bustling big city wasn't easy for dumping bodies. At least my head stayed frozen in the refrigerator. Lily was very obedient, only sneaking down to see me after Lucas went out, then running back to the bedroom crying. Her eating, drinking, and bathroom needs were all on the second floor, food only snacks and bread. Such days were desperate and suffocating even for adults. I was unspeakably heartbroken, finally floating out of the villa, hoping to find a way. Unknowingly, floated to my parents' home. That villa familiar yet strange to me, emitting warm light. I floated in like a ghost, seeing Bella throwing a tantrum on the sofa. "Agreed to go traveling tomorrow, I've done all the planning!" Bella is obviously one year older than me, but always acts like a child at home. My dad smiled dotingly: "Dad got confused, have to go to Reed Group to sign a new round of contracts tomorrow, stop by to see your sister by the way. Dad will take you traveling the day after tomorrow." "Yes Bella, contract matters can't be delayed, don't throw a temper." Mom shook her head, but her mouth was full of smiles. Brother Ethan flipping through documents looked up: "I'll go sign the contract, you guys accompany Bella traveling, that's important." "Yes yes yes, I want to travel!" Bella kicked her legs throwing a tantrum, very willful. Honestly, I envied her. Kidnapped for ten years, when have I ever acted spoiled like this? After coming home, where did I dare to act spoiled like this? Only in vague memories, when I was five, could I act spoiled unscrupulously. "This..." Dad hesitated, "Have to go see Ava, haven't visited her for many years after all." Hearing this, Bella's face turned black, arms crossed humming: "Fine, go then, after all she is your biological daughter." Dad was anxious instantly, coaxing like a child: "I didn't mean that. I just think not visiting for too long, the Reed family will think we don't care, looking down on them." Mom chimed in: "Yes, marriage alliance between two families, should pay attention. "How about this, tomorrow I accompany you traveling, your dad goes to sign the contract." Bella was satisfied then, eating dessert smilingly. The family was happy and harmonious again. I floated silently in mid-air, motionless for a long time. Mom suddenly glanced at me, naturally seeing nothing. But she rubbed her chest, muttering: "Don't know what happened, suddenly palpitations." "Mom, are you okay?" Ethan asked. Dad and Bella also looked at Mom. Mom waved her hand: "Fine, can't say what's wrong, seems a bit uneasy, maybe getting old." The family laughed. Bella quickly praised Mom for still being young and beautiful, causing Mom to laugh. Just she kept rubbing her chest.
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