After Her Sister's Death, She Unleashed Hell on the Family

On the day of Olivia Rileys engagement, a video of her being kidnapped and abused suddenly played on the big screen in the banquet hall.

Her fianc immediately called off the engagement. As her world crumbled, her childhood friend, Noah Carter, stepped forward and proposed to her in front of everyone.

Moved by his gesture, she accepted.

Yet, six months after their wedding, she still chose to end her life, by poisoning herself, taking two lives with her.

After reading the diary she left behind, my parents rushed to bring me home from the psychiatric hospital that very night.

My mother, weeping uncontrollably, begged me to avenge my sister.

My father sealed off all information and placed her body in a freezer in the basement.

It wasnt until I read her diary myself that I learned the truth.

The reason behind her abduction and humiliation was none other than her husband, Noah.

The child in her womb wasnt hers at all.

It was an embryo created from Noah and his former lover, Ava Turner.

What my sister had believed to be redemption was nothing more than a well-crafted lie.

Tears burned in my eyes as I clutched her diary.

He dared to destroy my sister like this?

Then I would make them pay, with their lives.

In the dimly lit living room, Mom clutched her chest and sobbed,

Other than this diary, we have no evidence to bring that beast Noah to justice. My poor Olivia why were you so impulsive

Dads eyes were red as he hurled an ashtray across the room.

This is all my fault. I was the one who agreed to the Carter Familys arranged marriage. I ruined my daughters life

As they spoke through broken sobs, the full truth finally became clear to me.

Five years ago, my father had arranged for my sister to marry Noahs older brother, Jack Carter.

But Olivia, who had loved Noah since childhood, couldnt accept the news.

She jumped into a river to take her own life.

Noah saved her and promised that he would never let his older brother marry my sister.

So, he devised a vicious plan.

He arranged for someone to kidnap and humiliate my sister, then released the footage on the day of her engagement.

As the heir to the Carter Family, Jack could never marry a woman with such a stain on her reputation.

And so, just as planned, he refused to marry her.

In the end, Olivia got what she wanted, she married Noah.

To prevent future complications, Noah publicly proposed to my sister, putting on a perfect act.

But after their marriage, she lived a life of quiet suffering.

Still, every time she visited our parents, she forced a smile to reassure them.

Earlier today, she came home in a daze.

The moment she saw Mom, she broke down in her arms, sobbing.

Then, that night, she wrote her final diary entry and took her own life.

When I opened the diary, the final page contained her last words, written just before the poison took effect.

Today, I overheard a conversation between Noah and his assistant.

That video from six months ago, the kidnapping, the abuse it was all his doing.

He did it for Ava.

Even the child in my womb its not mine. Its the embryo of him and Ava.

Why he is so cruel to me?

I rushed to confront him, but he just laughed and said I mustve heard wrong.

I cried and told him I wanted to abort the child and divorce him.

He threatened me, said if I dared to abort it, he would tell everyone I was carrying the child of a kidnapper.

That I was divorcing him to hide my shame.

He said, Olivia, stop being so stubborn. Besides me, who else would take you?

You dont want to ruin your reputation and drag your family down, do you?

Your parents only have two daughters. Your sister is already mentally ill and useless.

If you ruin yourself too, what will they do?

He threatened her, warned that if she spoke out, he would destroy our family.

Her words were stained with tears raw, hopeless, broken.

Im sorry, Mom and Dad. I dont want to drag you down. But Im so miserable Im sorry

I ran my fingers over the tear-soaked page, trembling with rage.

I wanted to kill someone.

When she was just ten years old, my sister was beaten by a class bully.

He chopped off her long hair, bruised her entire body and broke her right hand.

The doctor had said that even if her hand healed, she would struggle to hold chopsticks.

But the other family had a powerful background.

In the end, they were merely given a verbal warning and ordered to pay compensation.

That night, I pried open the window and slipped out.

By the time my parents received the police report and rushed to the scene, the class bully was already lying dead at the front door.

I was covered in blood, nearly beaten to death by the bullys family.

When I saw my parents arrive, I smiled and said, He dared to hit my sister, so he died.

They said I had bipolar disorder and sent me to a psychiatric hospital.

Over the next ten years, my sister visited me regularly.

She brought pastries and little gifts and she would sit and share the colorful stories of her life with me.

Most of the time, I couldnt understand her happiness. But through the iron bars, she would hold my hand and say, Im happy just holding hands with my sister. You are too, right?

Half a year ago, she visited me for the last time.

She looked worn out but forced a smile and said she was getting married, her fianc would protect her the way I always had.

But I didnt know then that he was the one who had hurt her the most.

He was the one who pushed her to her death.

Dad, Mom, I said quietly. From today onward, I am Olivia.

If anyone dared to hurt my sister, I would kill them all.

Mom dressed me in my sisters clothes and tied my hair into the same low ponytail she always wore.

She even stuffed a small pillow under my shirt.

When she looked at me, she broke down in tears again.

At that moment, I must have looked exactly like my sister.

The doorbell rang.

It was Noah.

When he saw the expressions on my parents faces, a dangerous glint flashed in his eyes.

Honey, why didnt you answer my call? I came to pick you up.

He smiled and wrapped his arm around my waist, clearly testing the waters.

Dad, Mom. I was too busy yesterday and forgot to take Olivia to her prenatal checkup. She got angry and ran home.

My father forced a smile and waved a hand.

Hmm, Ive already scolded her. Tell her not to throw tantrums.

My mother, eyes red from crying, added,

Noah, pregnancy is very hard on women. You need to be more considerate of her

Noah breathed a sigh of relief.

Dad, Mom, dont worry. Ill take good care of Olivia.

After a few more polite talk exchanges, he impatiently pulled me toward the door.

Mom hurried out behind us and clutched my hand, her gaze filled with a thousand unspoken words.

Olivia, take care of yourself.

I patted her hand and nodded.

Then I got into Noahs car without looking back.

As soon as the car started moving, the smile vanished from his face.

Youre smart not to tell your parents about this. Olivia, as long as you stay by my side and give birth to this child, Ill keep my promise to protect you for life.

Otherwise, I dont mind destroying you and the Riley Family. Understand?

I said nothing. I simply raised my hand and gently stroked my stomach, lips curving into a silent smile.

Noah glanced at me, sighed and reached out to hold my hand.

Olivia, forget about today, okay? Ill make it up to you for the rest of my life. I promise.

Lets have our own child next time and maybe two more, okay?

I began to tremble, biting my lips to hold back any sound.

Its my fault. If you want to cry, go ahead, sweetheart.

His voice grew softer, almost a whisper.

As long as you give birth to my child with Ava and fulfill my final wish, I will cherish you for the rest of my life.

My trembling worsened.

Noah, you probably wont get that chance.

Just as I was about to draw the dagger and end everything, his phone rang.

He answered the call, frowned and suddenly jerked the steering wheel, speeding off in the opposite direction.

Ava, dont cry! Ill come and save you!

He charged like a madman to the door of a bar.

I followed him inside and saw a pure-looking woman being dragged into a private room by several drunks.

Noahs eyes flared with rage. He grabbed a wine bottle and rushed forward.

The bar manager recognized him and immediately ordered his staff to pull the drunks away.

The leader of the group, a burly man with a dark face, was struck by Noah and forced to kneel on the ground, sobering up quickly.

He pointed at me, standing behind Noah and pleaded for mercy.

It was all her idea! Miss Olivia, you didnt tell us this girl had a special status...

The drunken men all turned to me, begging for help.

Ava threw herself into Noahs arms.

Noah, Im so scared... Did Olivia ask them to teach me a lesson?

Olivia, I know. Ever since Jacks accident, youve been afraid Id take Noah away from you.

So, you wanted to find these people to ruin me, right?

Slap!

Before I could speak, Noah slapped me hard across the face.

Olivia, I never thought you could be so vicious!

Youve dirtied yourself, so now you want to drag Ava down with you? Since thats the case, youd better take the punishment from these men for her!

I stood there, stunned. Noah was even more of a lunatic than I was.

Didnt you just say you wanted me to give birth to this child properly?

You dont deserve it!

Leaving those words behind, he waved his hand and shoved me and the drunken men into the private room together.

As the door locked behind us, the leaders face twisted into something sinister.

Miss Olivia, do you remember us?

Half a year ago, we had a day and night of fun Tonight, well make sure you have a good time again

I suddenly understood, these were the same men who had kidnapped and abused my sister.

Ava had found them to recreate the scene, intending to hurt her again.

Looking at the various props on the table, I smiled in satisfaction.

How wonderful.

Line up and Ill take you one by one.

The dark-faced man lit a cigarette and blew smoke into my face.

Ive never played with a pregnant woman before. This must feel amazing!

I snatched the cigarette and pressed it hard against his right eye.

Ah! The stench of burning flesh filled the air.

As he screamed, I kicked him hard in the groin.

The dark-faced thug instantly curled up on the ground like a martial artist, writhing in pain.

You dare to fight back, you bitch! Ill beat you to death!

The second man picked up the spiked whip from the table and swung it at me.

I caught it, wrapped it around his neck several times and yanked hard.

He let out a blood-curdling scream, clutching the torn flesh on his neck before collapsing.

Damn it, this woman has strength! Lets take her down together!

The third man grabbed me from behind and the fourth kicked me in the stomach.

When his foot made contact with my belly, he hesitated.

I gave him a wicked smile, grabbed his leg and drove my elbow into it.

Crack. He howled in pain, clutching his broken limb.

I reached back, seized the hair of the man behind me and threw him over my shoulder.

Then I pounced, striking him left and right, each punch landing squarely on his face.

Ten minutes later, the men were bound and gagged, smelly socks stuffed into their mouths.

I looked over my handiwork with satisfaction and flexed my aching fists.

It had been over a decade since Id gotten to beat someone like that.

The last time was when I took down that school bully.

Hed mocked me, saying I was too weak to fight.

He hadnt known I was born with freakish strength, three punches and he was dead.

Even in the mental hospital, I never slacked off.

Every day, I trained my strength by bending iron bars, breaking several each day.

Now, staring into their fearful eyes, I raised the whip.

What you tried to do to me earlier, now do to each other.

Minutes later, the men lay on the ground in twisted shapes, whimpering for mercy.

They couldnt take it anymore?

But I hadnt even started avenging my sister yet.

I smashed several bottles of alcohol and sneered as I poured the liquor over the cigarette butts.

When the flames erupted, they screamed like pigs being slaughtered, writhing on the ground like maggots.

The soundproofing in this bar really was excellent, no one outside noticed a thing.

When Noah and Ava arrived, half the bar had already been reduced to ash.

Four casualties.

Covered in soot, blood and ragged clothes, I sat curled up on the street corner.

Noah saw my flat stomach and muttered coldly, You deserve it.

Ava leaned in and whispered, Youre really lucky. But you wont be so lucky next time.

They carried me into the cars backseat.

In the darkness, I trembled, remembering the screams of those men as I burned their genitals.

The way they begged for mercy as they died.

I felt exhilarated.

Next, it would be your turn.

Back at the Carter Family villa, Noah gave orders to the private doctor:

Just give her some basic treatment.

He didnt want to alert my parents, so he stepped out to make a phone call.

I heard Ava whisper to the doctor, Remove her uterus so she can never get pregnant again.

They didnt know that after years in the mental hospital, Id developed a resistance to anesthetics.

As soon as Ava left, I opened my eyes and pretended to remain unconscious.

The female doctor, she was the same one mentioned in my sisters diary.

For months, Ava had slandered and injured my sister.

This doctor had intentionally left her scarred, ensuring Noah would find her repulsive.

Holding the scalpel, the doctor sneered, Madam, its your own fault for offending the wrong person.

I flashed a sinister smile and pulled the curtain shut.

An hour later, Ava impatiently came to check the results.

If she had lifted the sheet, she wouldve seen a dead hedgehog hidden under the bed, its ten fingers severed, its body pierced with needles, bloodied and lifeless.

The bloodied uterus on the tray? Not mine.

Outside the room, Noahs voice rang out, Mom, why are you here?

Ava leaned close to my ear and hissed smugly.

Olivia, youre finished. Just wait to be kicked out!

I was wheeled out into the living room, where a wealthy, imposing woman stood.

Noah bowed and groveled before her.

Mom, there was an unexpected fire at the bar and Olivia just happened to be inside

The woman strode over and slapped me across the face.

I knew you were a slut who couldnt behave. You seduced men before marriage and nearly ruined yourself. Even while pregnant, you went to bars for thrills! Our Carter Family doesnt need such a shameless daughter-in-law!

I was dazed, speaking softly, Mom, Im innocent

Noah frowned. Mom, Olivia almost died in the fire. She lost the baby. Shes already suffered. Please dont scold her anymore.

He held my hand, for once showing a rare trace of concern.

As long as you know you were wrong, thats enough. Once you recover, well have more children.

Behind us, Avas eyes flashed with jealousy.

But... the doctor just said my sister was too reckless and now her uterus is damaged. She can never have children again...

What?! Noahs mother snatched the diagnosis form. Her voice sharpened.

Noah, divorce her immediately and marry Ava for your older brother!

Seeing him hesitate, she cried out,

Your older brother is already dead. Are you going to let the Carter Family line die with him?

My chest tightened.

So, they had always treated my sister this way?

Letting her be framed and tortured by Avas schemes.

Calling her a slut, throwing her away like garbage.

But it was Noah who destroyed her!

My eyes turned red as I looked at him.

I became like this because of youYou promised to protect me for life, Noah.

He looked torn, his gaze conflicted.

Olivia, I have to think about the Carter family. I promise, I wont divorce. The child I have with Ava, well let you raise it, okay?

My expression darkened. My gaze sharpened with bloodlust.

Fine.

If you all live long enough.

I threw off the blanket, stood up and walked toward the villas entrance.

Under their shocked stares, I locked the door and smashed the security system with my fists.

Noahs face went pale as he stared at my blood-soaked hand.

Your hand Youre not Olivia. Who are you?!