My Parents Neglected Me Until I Died Novel by yueji

“I want to call the police, I’m being domestically abused and under house arrest.”

“Yes, ma’am.” The operator said, “Please leave your personal information and we will contact you later.”

The moment I finished calling the police, I felt relieved; but that feeling didn’t last long.

Later in the evening, Avery drunkenly yanked me out of bed and took an empty wine bottle and smashed it over my head without warning.

“You’re really out of your mind to call the police.”

“The whole LOS ANGELES is on my say-so, do you think calling the police will help?”

I should have predicted this, Avery has always been suspicious, the two of us have been together for so long, he would more or less understand my temperament, I would definitely call the police.

A wave of warmth crossed my cheeks, and the smell of blood was sickening.

For a split second, I was unconscious; when I woke up again, I was lying in a hospital bed.

Rarely was I even in a public ward instead of a private one.

My hospital bed stood a man and a woman, the woman was dressed in a competent dress, the man was elegant.

The woman spoke lightly, “Hello, my name is Nydia Rehbein, we are aware of your situation. Please be assured that we will help you.”

Avery knows me, but I know him better, I knew he will definitely arrange eyes in the police station, and I have done a double take.

Avery still thinks highly of himself, LOS ANGELES he says, what a big mouth.

Avery has not yet reached the point of being able to cover the sky with one hand, not to mention that I’ve never been one to go against the grain.

From the moment he started to falter. I wouldn’t stay with him.

“Mrs. Griffith, hello. My name is Calvert Lawrence, and the higher-ups have assigned the two of us to take over your case.”

To beat a snake, you have to beat it seven inches, if it’s just a simple domestic violence, it might be mediated, but once you make it bigger, it’s not just a direct petty conflict between husband and wife.

Nydia said, “It’s non-visiting hours, and during visiting hours you’re being watched by Avery’s bodyguards, so we can’t take your statement.”

“Avery is a business tycoon and is involved in a wide range of areas, so this statement may take longer to record, don’t worry, the hospital will cooperate with us and your safety will be guaranteed.”

I was in so much pain that I couldn’t speak, I was only able to nod in response.

Hospitalized for a few days, Avery only sent his minders over to find out how I was doing, and he never showed up.

Even though he never showed up for the past few days, his unreasonable demands didn’t get past his assistant to me.

He wanted me to die so he could get his hands on my vast fortune, but at the time, before I passed out, I said, “Avery, I made a will, and when I die, the estate will not go to you.”

It was because of those words that Avery took me to the hospital, otherwise he would have wished me dead.

That way, he would be able to inherit my estate as my legal husband.

During visiting hours, Avery had the bodyguard cut me off from all contact with the outside world: the more nervous he was, the more I could see that he was panicking, and his eyes in the police department seemed to be in a lowly position, unable to even access any major cases.

The board of directors, under my secret authorization, has been exerting pressure on Avery frequently, and there are even a few shareholders with high shareholdings who want to pull him down. There are only two ways for him to go, one is to secretly buy up loose shares, but there is no way for him to solve his urgent problems; the other is to get the shares in my hands, which is the fastest and the safest way.

On the day I was discharged from the hospital, Avery, who had been missing for days, finally appeared.

I was helped into the car by the bodyguards, and Avery was already waiting in the car.

His tone was impatient: “Sal’s wedding dress doesn’t fit, you can design a new one for her.”

“Fine.