The atmosphere at the scene suddenly became tense.

My mother came to her senses. She went straight over and grabbed Dolcie's hair. Having dragged her to the ground, my mother started smashing things at her, trying to vent her anger.

"You bitch, you actually seduce my husband. I'm going to give you a lesson."

She added, "I treat you as my good friend, but you did something so disgusting."

Dolcie fought back. She turned over and sat on my mother, strangling her neck with a ferocious look.

"You have always been jealous of me. When have you ever considered me a good friend? Look at you! You're just a crazy woman, and your husband definitely looks down on you."

"Even so, it's not my turn. You bitch!"

"Who are you calling a bitch?"

Dolcie slapped my mother in the face as she spoke. I pretended to be scared, but I was cheering in my heart.

After all, my mother had slapped me many times before, and now she finally got slapped in the face.

My dad naturally needed to prevent them from fighting.

He had no choice but to step forward to separate them, but the two women were so angry that they had no intention of stopping even when they saw him. The two even scratched his face several times.

His face, body, and neck were covered with red marks immediately, so he had to cover his face and give up.

Young as my brother was, he tried to rush forward to help my mother. I couldn't let him affect the situation, so I stood up to stop him and pushed my dad in as well. Taking advantage of the chaos, I hit my mom in the face several times, stepped on my brother a few times, and even secretly pinched my dad.

My dad was also enraged, shouting, "You can fight, but don't get me involved."

Dolcie cursed, "You son of a bitch, I was beaten because of you."

"Why are you blaming me? It's because you seduce me first."

"You two bastards, I'm going to kill you."

The three people held hatred towards each other, and they all blamed each other.

I don't understand why I should be polite to a mistress, a cheating scumbag, and a mother who abused her daughter. Since none of them were good people, I could punish them.

With that in mind, I took whatever I could get in my hands and threw it at them. I hit them so hard that they felt dizzy. Yet, thinking that they were being beaten by each other, the three of them started fighting again.

I really wanted to get them behind bars, so I borrowed a nearby customer's phone and called the police. The police arrived and saw the scene.

In the end, the three of them were taken away by the police. Besides, nobody cared about me and my brother. So, we returned home without anyone noticing.

My younger brother knew how to act according to the real situation. He also knew that I was not someone he could mess with. So, after returning home, he didn't dare to utter a word.

In the end, as he was too hungry to bear it anymore, he could only cry.

"Zoe, I'm so hungry."

I deliberately waved the snacks in front of him. "I won't give you any."

He was hungry and scared. Later, he opened his mouth and started crying loudly again.

I wouldn't be controlled by him like my mother. I just plugged my ears with earplugs and took all the snacks into my room.

When the door was closed, I had peace of mind.

Yet, this bastard never made me feel at ease.

"What happened? The kid was about to jump off the building."

It turned out that it was my brother, that bastard, who pretended to jump off the building because I didn't give him anything to eat.

Of course, I wouldn't take it seriously. I even didn't care whether he was alive or not. Unlike my mother, I would never treat him as my dearest child.

I just stood in the living room with my hands on my hips, looking at him on the balcony. "We live on the second floor. You won't die even if you jump down. Maybe you'll disabled, but don't worry. Mom will take care of you in the future."

Seeing that he relented, I added, "Unluckily, Mom is still in the police station. Whether she can get out is another matter. Before that, it will still be just the two of us."

After saying that, I gave him a cruel smile, and indeed, the kid crawled back.

As soon as my brother came in, the people outside who were seeing the fun suddenly made a noise. Until now, I realized that it was my parents who came back.

I thought they would be detained for a few days, but I didn't expect them to be released now.

The most embarrassing thing was that there were policemen following behind them. Under such circumstances, my parents looked dejected, like dogs on a leash.

My mother pled, "Sir, I told you there are two children at home. They are so young and don't know how to eat or sleep. You can't detain me."

Coincidentally, this policeman was the one who took me to the Child Protective Service before.

My dad also complained, "Sir, it's not against the law for me to cheat on my wife. You have no right to detain me, right?"

"Yet, fighting in public will endanger public security."

My mother was smarter than my father. She immediately brought both of us to her and pinched our arms hard. Hence, my brother and I screamed in pain.

She said, "Sir, my children are crying so hard. They can't leave me. Please be lenient, and don't detain me."

I ripped open my sleeves, revealing the obvious wounds on my body. It caught my mother off guard.

"Sir, please take my mother away. She beats me whenever she's home."

My mother was stunned and quickly explained, "Sir, I really didn't hit her. I haven't hit her since you warned me last time."

Indeed, she didn't hit me, but I could pinch myself. I did it secretly just now.

I stared at the policeman timidly, then looked at my mother fearfully, and retracted my hand in fear. It looked very natural.

The policeman became angry in an instant. "I originally wanted to give you two a chance to correct, but I didn't expect you to be so stubborn. We will ask the Child Protective Service staff to take care of them. As for you two, you will be detained for half a month."

My mother didn't even have a chance to explain. She then was handcuffed and taken away. The previous onlookers didn't walk far away either, so they all witnessed them being taken away. My mother, a person who valued her reputation, couldn't bear it.

My father was also taken away, but he was more sensible than her. He lowered his head and tried to keep a low profile.

I pushed my brother hard and whispered to him, "You don't want to stay with me forever, right? If so, hurry up and plead for Dad. Be louder!"

My brother was hesitant and unable to utter a word. I approached and instructed him in a low voice.

Fortunately, this guy got it and started shouting immediately.

"Sir, please let my father go. He was just looking for a stepmother for us."

He continued to shout, "She is familiar with my mother, so she won't hurt us. Can she cook for us? I'm almost starving at home."

As expected, the people present gave my dad disdainful looks, pointing fingers, and started scolding him.

"Indeed, we can't judge a person by his appearance. He usually looks like a good person, but I didn't expect him to do such a thing."

"How terrible it is! I feel sorry for this little girl. Her father doesn't love her and her mother doesn't care about her."

"It's obvious that his wife favors boys over girls. She finally has a son, so she naturally ignores her daughter."

The onlookers expressed my feelings. I once again put on a pitiful look and looked at the police officer.

As they were about to take me to the Child Protective Service, I knew that my goal had been achieved.

I felt pleased while thinking that the family was broken up and I would have a better place to go.

The police quickly took me to the Child Protective Service.

However, the staff did not give an accurate answer, and they were in a dilemma.

"After all, the child's parents are still alive, and it's difficult to take custody away from them."

"However, my parents don't like me at all. My mother often beats and scolds me. Now, my father has cheated on my mother. Instead of staying at home, I would rather go to a welfare house."

I admitted what I sincerely hoped.

"Don't worry, sweetie! We will help you."

Because of the fight, both my parents were sent to the police station. Besides, there would be a note about it in their files, which was an important evaluation criterion.

Logically speaking, it was difficult for such parents to raise children.

As outsiders, the staff cannot completely make decisions, but I was very happy just because they tried to help me.

During the following period of time, I lived in the Child Protective Service.

I was not sent home until my parents came out of the police station. These two people could not keep their cool at all. Upon returning home, they started fighting.

"You bastard, I want to divorce you."

"Then let's get a divorce. I haven't liked you for a long time. You crazy woman, nobody will like you after the divorce?"

"I married you when I was young. I even gave birth to two children for you. But now, you want to abandon me. No, I disagree with it! I won't divorce you."

"Mind your manners!"

The two people just argued at first. But soon, they started fighting. When the staff pulled them apart, my father's face was covered in blood, and my mother's hair was messy.

The staff looked at each other. "Your children are still here. If you still do this in front of them, it will have a bad influence on them."

They were busy fighting, so they couldn't pay attention to something else. My dad even talked back to the staff.

"This is my own child, and I can do whatever I want. You have no right to interfere."

"Sir, let me warn you. If you are unable to take good care of the child, we will sue and deprive you of your custody rights."

"It's impossible! My son is my life. If any of you take him away, I'll commit suicide in front of you."

My mother was so anxious while thinking that someone was going to take her son away.

"He is the future heir of the Floyd family. No one can take him away."

The two people who were originally planning to divorce started fighting for the custody of my brother. Neither of them could remember me.

I tugged at the staff member's clothes and pled, "Miss, can you help me find a welfare house?"

"They don't like me at all and don't want me to stay in this family. Maybe I should leave," I went on.

The staff member pulled me into his arms with red eyes. "Sweetie, don't think like that. It's not your fault. It's just because they didn't take on their responsibilities."

No one noticed me, so the staff had to take me away again.

I was obviously abandoned again, but I was so happy.

I know that I would have a bright future, and they would get their comeuppance.

My mother was very resentful, not only because my father cheated on her, but because the person he hooked up with was Dolcie.

Targeting Dolcie for many years, my mother didn't expect that her husband would have an affair with her. My mother couldn't stand it, so she still made a fuss after returning home. My dad didn't have a good temper, so the two started a new round of fighting. They even ended up threatening each other with knives.

The next time I heard news about them, both of them were in the hospital.

My mother was so angry that she held the knife to chop my father. But because of the difference in physical strength, my father chopped her back with a few knives. It made her seethe with anger.

In a rage, she turned on the gas and wanted to die together with my father.

Luckily, the neighbors found it in time. My mom was stopped by them, but there was an open fire at that time. My parents jumped from the second floor to escape. The two were alive but showed signs of gas poisoning. In the end, they were sent to the hospital.

However, nobody realized that I placed the knives in the most conspicuous place at home and sealed the doors and windows.