Rebirth: Marry the Enemy of My Badass Husband

Florence’s dilapidated, twisted and embarrassing face was blatantly exposed to all the family members of the Walker family.

Nobody could begin to imagine that such a mellow, kind and obedient girl was actually a disgusting girl.

For that reason, although Florence was in a weakened position, they stopped giving her any ounce of sympathy.

When they recalled all the deception they had received all those years, they couldn’t help feeling furious.

Cameron was especially enraged.

He looked like his world was torn to pieces.

It was already devastating enough that her daughter wasn’t a kind hearted person, but now he discovered that she had such dirty thoughts in her head. He couldn’t believe she had such despicable thoughts swimming in her head…

In his whole life, although Cameron was scheming enough in the business world, he still never defied and went back on his principles as he served as the breadwinner for the family. He never did anything that would harm others, but at this moment he realized he had such an unforgivable daughter all along.

“Get me the rattan!” Cameron roared at his maid.

Rattan!

The rattan was… the law of the family.

It would only be deployed if a grave mistake occurred.

In the long history of their growing up days, only Kingsley had experienced this punishment.

That one time, his skin was almost impaled and he didn’t manage to get off his bed for one whole week.

Now, it seemed like it was going to be used on Florence.

Even Florence was shocked when she heard that Cameron was serious about using that method.

She could bring back with sheer clarity how Kingsley was whipped so severely that blood was all over the floor.

She vividly remembered that on that day, she had written in her diary that she almost had the urge to kill Cameron.

was going to befallen her, or

No!

she had undergone countless surgeries, but every time she had anaesthetic, and she only felt the lingering soreness that came after the surgeries. Every time she felt like she couldn’t stand the pain anymore, she would let the doctor administer more anaesthetic.

the floor anxiously and clutched Caroline’s shirt, “Mum, I don’t want to get whipped by dad. I

yet angry at the same

toddler. But when she remembered that

anymore, so mum, stop dad from beating me, my

weakened and pitiful self at

and she wasn’t fazed by

ground and

you don’t want me to die…. All those years, it was not easy to raise me to who I am today, and you are always in pain whenever I was pushed to the surgical theatre every time.

pushed

her eyes as she stared at Caroline with a blank expression. It was hard to believe that her mother

time you were sick, I always blamed it on myself. Every time I saw you enter the surgical room, I would always curse at myself for not bestowing you a healthy body. I even wanted to give my very life to you if it means you can live happily. However, right now I wish for nothing but your suffering, I even want you to get beaten if it means you won’t take advantage of my sympathy and love which

was at a total disbelief.

loved

showing an expression of

consciousness

head weakly as she felt completely deserted by the world. All of a sudden, she started to scream madly, “Aren’t all of you at fault for turning me into who I am today? Aren’t you at fault for not giving me a healthy body? I was trapped all my life at home since young, and I never could live a normal life. I can’t run, can’t make friends, can’t fall in love, I can’t do anything. I need to shoulder the suffering from my weak body, so aren’t you at fault for causing such misery onto me? Aren’t you all at fault for turning me into such a twisted person? You think that I have no reason to hate

once again stunned everyone

feel disgust especially thinking back on the

all my life, so there are only a handful of people

roar seemed to

have my life. After all, the other two, you guys can never hold a

loud slapping sound, Cameron slapped Florence across

fell

use rude languages

she was really

she even felt

beads of tears trickled down her