"If you don't come, your nude photos will be spread to the whole university."

I hid under the blanket and dared not come out again.

However, I was still picked up and hung upside down by my uncles.

Seeing them all about to leave, I struggled to sit up, but broke into a cold sweat in pain.

"Mom, I can't move and I can't see ... please call a nanny ...."

Darlene shouted impatiently.

"You just broke a bone, you won't die from that!"

"You are useless at campus and you are useless at home. What else can you do in your life? You are useless!"

She pulled my father and uncles with her, then slammed the door and left.

I was lying on the floor without any strength and power and with no more wave in my heart.

"Forget it, just die in pain. As long as I die, I will be free ...."

Oliver carefully wiped away the tears from my face.

"Olivia, don't cry! I'm with you."

I nodded lightly.

Oliver was so well behaved, I could not scare him.

Three hours later, he covered his stomach and let out a gurgling sound.

I was still lying on the floor. I could not move and could only tell him to make instant noodles himself.

"Call me if the water is boiling."

Oliver was too short. He climbed onto the chair to reach the kettle, but unexpectedly the kettle tipped over and splashed onto his face.

He screamed and fell off the chair.

"Oliver!"

He rolled on the floor in pain.

"Olivia, it hurts, help me ...."

"Oliver, go to the bathroom and rinse yourself with cold water!"

I crawled towards him with all my strength. The broken bones were piercing into my chest and every breath I took felt like a knife cutting me.

The little boy stumbled into the bathroom, turned on the faucet and laid on the floor with the water pouring down on him. However, he still cried in pain.

I had crawled less than five meters when the pain became so severe that I could not move any further.

Poor Oliver's crying had not stopped yet.

I got my phone and dialed my mother's number, only to find out that I had been blocked.

When I was bullied before, I always called her to cry and she got impatient.

I called my father, but he did not answer either.

In desperation, I called 120.

Just as the 120 doctors and nurses arrived, my parents came back.

As soon as my mother found out that Oliver was burned, she dragged my head and banged it against the wall.

"You can't even keep an eye on your brother! Why don't you just die?!"