BHOOMI THE VENGEFUL WIFE

Elara Whitmore had sacrificed so much, so much that she didn't remember anymore.

Her parents showered her younger sister with love. Their actions were the opposite for her.

"Our properties will be under your younger sister's name in the future. You can already earn money now. Don't expect us to give you anything."

What properties are you talking about? The house, the car, all the furniture and everything inside the house were bought using her money!

"We have raised you, so it's only natural that you pay us back."

They said those words with such arrogance and disdain that sometimes she wondered if she was their child at all. Otherwise, how could she and her sister have such a different fate?

She was the one who washed dishes, cooked, cleaned, and did every household chore. As soon as she reached adolescence, she was forced to find a living outside too, barely giving her any food unless she paid for them.

Being starved was like a daily routine, and she would scavenge outside. If she stole bread from the kitchen, they would hit her until she bled.

Her bedroom was a small, cramped room, with only a small bed. It looked more like a warehouse than a bedroom. Ah, the room was actually big, but she lived with a lot of things inside.

On the other hand, her sister lived like a princess. If she ever got a minor cut, their parents would feel so stressed that their hearts would ache.

They said that they did this because she made her grandma fall sick, but what could a child actually do?

For her fiance. He was once such an affectionate man that someone who was so starved for love like her longed for him too much.

"I actually prefer your sister. Can't you notice that?"

Elara noticed, of course, but she was too stupid that she interpreted his coaxing words literally and believed them.

"Don't worry, Elara. I only treat Eleanor as my younger sister. I also have a younger sister at home... I only like you."

He was so attentive to Eleanor, only caring for her at the expense of his fiancee. It was too late when she realized he didn't truly like her and had been waiting to get rid of her. He only treated her like a maid to please Eleanor.

He would say. Eleanor needs this or that. When it came to their career paths, which were similar in the entertainment industry, he even made her block some nasty rumors for Eleanor's sake.

The result? She became a hated minor actress who had no popularity, only notoriety. People came to her social media only to scold her.

If it were a story, Eleanor was like a protagonist with the endless fortune of the world given to her, while she was a female supporting character. She was someone who was bound to be a stepping stone for her.

Eleanor not only has the parents' affection and her fiance but also snatched credits for all she had done. Her creative works, and even people she has saved in the past, had named her as her savior.

Now, after she decided to break all contact with her family and went her own way, they still didn't let go of her.

Out of their endless schemes, she couldn't escape this one.

They hired some thugs to kidnap her, brought her to some countryside area, and tortured her.

The bone in her left arm was already broken. Numerous lacerations decorated her skin.

Just yesterday, those kidnappers had held a video call showing off their work toward the culprit who initiated all of this, Eleanor.

The younger girl had delicate makeup all over her face. Her chin was held up high, showing the arrogance between her brows. She called out in a mocking tone. "Older sister."

"How did you end up in such a state?" It was followed by a giggle. The kidnappers, whose appearance resembled thugs, also copied what she did and laughed loudly.

"Are you satisfied with our work, Miss Eleanor?"

Elara was bound tightly on her feet and hands. Her mouth was gagged and her eyes looked like they could kill. Dirt had gotten to some parts of her skin since the room was full of dust. It looked like an abandoned building.

"If you can do what I order you next, I will double your payments..." Eleanor said with an innocent smile that could fool people. "Are you willing?"

"Just say it, Miss Eleanor. Whatever it is, we will do it," One kidnapper hurriedly replied. A greedy look formed on his face, and his friends also nodded in agreement.

"Sister, because you have given me so much. I got all the credit for your creative works, your fiance, and help from the people you had saved. Now it's time to repay you back." There was a sinister look in her eyes that destroyed Eleanor's face. The innocent look was gone.

She spat out an order to the kidnapper, pointing at the camera. "I will give you all an order every day. For today, break her fingers."

Elara felt an excruciating pain. People grabbed her fingers and broke them one by one. She couldn't even scream and struggled. Tears pooled in her eyes, but she forcefully held them back, not wanting to give the feeling of satisfaction to Eleanor.

After they finished, she gasped. Someone even added a kick to her feet, leaving a bruise.

"Tomorrow, break that hand."