After Being Abused to Death by My Family

chapter 1

The wind on the rooftop howled past my ears as I sat in the wheelchair, pushed to the edge.

Countless comments flooded the livestream chat.

[Please don't commit suicide, no matter what, never give up hope for life!]

[Yeah, come down quickly!]

[Don't you all find it strange? Livestreaming a jump, this is obviously a scammer!]

[Clearly a scammer! Cheaters won't end well!]

Malicious words flooded in.

I opened my mouth to explain, but no sound came out.

My tongue had already been cut off.

I turned my head to look at my mom, Claire Easterlin.

Her clothes were disheveled, and she cried with red, swollen eyes, "My daughter is so unfortunate!"

"She already lost her legs, and now she's depressed and suicidal. Please, everyone, help us!"

My hands trembled on the wheelchair, and a cunning malice flashed in Claire's eyes.

She whispered, "It's already ten million dollars."

Tears streamed down my cheeks; my family caused my legs to be disabled and my tongue to be cut.

Now, they even want to use me to scam money!

I glared at Claire fiercely and used all my remaining strength to push the wheelchair away.

I refuse to be their accomplice! If I could do it all over again, I'd make sure they go to hell!

When I opened my eyes again, my father, Brian Easterlin, slapped me.

My cheek hurt, and I felt dizzy, unable to figure out what was going on.

Brian's voice rang in my ear. "Didn't you hear me tell you to go over there obediently?

"If you dare resist again, I'll beat you to death!"

I forced my eyes open. Two people stood nearbyClaire watched coldly, and Morgan looked impatient.

Beside me was the rushing traffic, and Morgan impatiently gave me a shove.

She said, "Natalie, just bear with it. Once the plan succeeds, our family will have money."

I turned to look at her and, sure enough, saw the malice and disdain in her eyes.

Claire saw the black car approaching from afar, her eyes lighting up as she grabbed my sleeve. "This time it's a rich person!"

I felt the force behind me, knowing that car wouldn't slow down.

In my past life, I was pushed onto the road, and the black car hit me.

My legs were disabled, and my family received five million dollars in compensation, beaming with joy.

This time, I grabbed Morgan's arm and forcefully pushed her onto the road first.

I said, "Want money? Use your own legs to trade!"

The sound of a car hitting a person rang out.

Morgan let out a scream as her body was hit and flung away.

Bright red blood stained the road.

"Morgan!" Claire's eyes widened as she dashed forward like crazy.

Brian was also stunned and hurriedly called an ambulance.

He turned to me. "Natalie! You vile woman! She's your own sister!"

He looked at me as if I were his enemy.

I sneered. "So I deserve to die?"

The street was in chaos. I scoffed and turned to leave.

In my previous life, after I was hit by a car, they didn't call an ambulance first but bargained with the driver at fault.

After they successfully got five million dollars in compensation, I was finally taken to the hospital.

Missing the best treatment time, I had both legs amputated and was disabled for life.

In this life, the person hit by the car is Morgan.

She was sent to the hospital immediately. I don't know if her legs will be healed.

However, she has always dreamed of dancing on a big stage since she was a child.

This dream is no longer possible for her.