Suffering Inhuman Tortures From the Fake Heiress

But when she hugged me tightly, her hands squeezed my injured parts and whispered in my ear.

"Bitch, you still dare to come back? You've been ridden by thousands of people. If I were you, I would have killed myself out of shame and anger."

The pain in my heart overwhelmed the pain in my body and I froze in place.

So it was her!

Why do you treat me like this?

Why?

I pushed her away and wanted to question her angrily.

"Oh my ...."

However, she seemed to be prepared and took advantage of the situation to fall backwards fiercely.

The back of her head hit the steps and blood gushed out immediately.

"Renesmee, it's been a year, do you still hate me?"

She was crying so hard that blood was flowing down her neck onto her snow-white dress, which was a shocking sight.

"Renesmee! I knew you were just pretending. You're still so vicious!"

My brother kicked me away and carried Renata towards the living room.

Renata leaned on his shoulder, raised her eyebrows and signaled me with her lips proudly. "I'll get you kicked out today."

The next second, she let out a sobbing sound, attracting our parents.

The three of them surrounded her with concern and began to apply medicine, until they heard Reagan say that it was me who caused Renata to be injured.

My parents finally noticed me standing at the door.

"Mom, Dad, don't blame Renesmee. Although she has good food and drink in the training center and learns the rules, she is not free after all. It is normal for her to feel resentful woo woo …."

Renata choked up and begged for mercy on my behalf and my father's face was extremely ugly.

He rushed towards me in anger and slapped me in the face.

"Renesmee, have you learned all the rules in a year!"

"Why are you still so vicious? You target your sister as soon as you come back!"

I was slapped so hard that my ears buzzed and I almost could not stand up.

Hearing him say 'rules', I almost instinctively fell to my knees.

"I’m sorry … I’m sorry!"

"I was wrong, don't punish me, I know I was wrong."

Compared to what I suffered in the training center, a slap in the face was nothing to me.

My self-esteem and pride, as well as my sense of shame, had long been tortured to the point of disappearing completely.

My father did not seem to expect me to be like this. He was stunned.

I knelt and apologized, but Reagan pulled me from the floor.

"That's enough! Renesmee, stop acting."

"It's fine as long as you know your mistake. Today, our family has prepared a homecoming dinner for you. Let's have dinner first!"

At the dining table, my mother looked at me with heartache and said, "Renesmee, why have you lost so much weight?"

I only dared to bury my head and eat the fries and salad in my plate. I turned a blind eye to the various delicacies in front of me.

It was not that I did not want to eat, I dared not.

In the past year, I had been barely surviving on eating rotten food.

Due to my disobedience, I often had no food to eat and could only scoop the leftovers out of a bucket to eat.

Once in a while, they threw chicken drumsticks under the table.

I pounced on it like a wolf and tried to bite it, but I was pinned under the table.

My limbs were tied to the table legs and then I suffered the most painful humiliation in my life.

From then on, I had learned.

Delicious food did not come for free, it came at a painful price.

So, I dared not.

Seeing my trembling expression, my mother sighed and handed me a roasted chicken.

"My dear, this table is full of your favorite dishes, go ahead and eat!"

The moment I saw the roasted chicken, my eyes widened and my whole body trembled.

I stood up reflexively, held my head and crawled under the table.

"I won't eat it ... I won't eat it, please don't tie me up ...."