What's more, there was only an elderly person in the house who posed no threat to them, so they became even more unscrupulous.
The scars on my body were always getting new ones before the old ones healed.
I didn't dare tell my grandma about this, for I was afraid that if I did, she would think I was a bastard and abandon me.
As time went by, due to the long-term bullying, I became sensitive and lacked love.
At that time, I really hoped to meet someone who loved me wholeheartedly.
So, I thought Sheldon was that person.
We got together.
However, he said that he was currently in the rising stage of his career and it wasn't convenient for him to make our relationship public.
"Cynthia, wait for me a few more years, and I will go public with our relationship and marry you."
So, for this promise, even though we had been dating for five years, I was still the little assistant who served him coffee, stayed up all night, and ran around for him.
He asked me to wait, but what I waited for was rumors about him having affairs with other women, kissing scenes, and her attentive service to him whenever he called.
Only then did I realize how wrong my original decision was.