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

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

Her fiancé 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 wasn’t 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… wasn’t 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.

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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…”

Dad’s 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 Family’s arranged marriage. I ruined my daughter’s 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 Noah’s older brother, Jack Carter.

But Olivia, who had loved Noah since childhood, couldn’t 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… it’s not mine. It’s 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 must’ve 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 don’t 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.

I’m sorry, Mom and Dad. I don’t want to drag you down. But I’m so miserable… I’m 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.