Trapped By Tainted Love

Chapter 1: Rebirth And Divorce

“Rachel, how dare you drug me?”

The man lying on the bed looked furious; his black eyes were blazing with anger.

Shelia Davis took a deep breath and felt a searing pain.

She managed to open her eyes and saw a man lying on top of her.

‘What the hell is going on? I…’

“Let go of me!”

She struggled to escape the man’s hold and began thrashing him.

But the more she resisted, the more violent the man became.

“Don’t play cat and mouse with me! Isn’t this what you’ve always wanted? Commit suicide and threaten me? Huh? Well, I can help you!” the man roared.

The man clasped her arms and legs, leaving no chance for her to escape. She gritted her teeth without saying anything as the metallic taste of blood filled her mouth.

About an hour later, the torture finally came to an end.

The man got out of the bed and put on his pajamas. He cast a cold glance at the pitiful woman on the bed and scoffed at her. “Why are you crying? Have I not satisfied you?”

Holding back the tears and enduring the humiliation, she grabbed the quilt and wrapped it around her.

She looked at him and sneered. “Satisfied? Your small dick made me feel nothing.”

“Go to hell!”

The man darted toward her, and the blue veins stood out on his arms. He grabbed her neck and squeezed it hard.

Her face turned red, and she couldn’t breathe.

She grew dizzy and felt suffocated. Instinctively, she grabbed the man’s hand, trying to push him away.

“Help! Help!”

the man didn’t want to let go of

eyes turned red, and

the butler opened the door

on his face drained in an

die!” the man hissed through his teeth. His

man’s arm away. He kneeled beside the bed and begged anxiously,

‘Grandmother?’

Victor Sullivan loosened his grip on her and stared

wish, the

Victor away. She sat

butler noticed the change in Victor’s demeanor and continued to persuade him, “Mr. Sullivan, aren’t you going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You will never see her again. For the sake of

this, Victor quickly calmed

the papers and get out from here.

it rattle against the hinges. Shelia clutched her chest, trying to calm down her racing

she looked down, trying to comprehend what was going on.

hell is going on?

get up and tried to find a dress to wear. However, to her utter dismay, there were no women’s outfits in the closet. Only white

a shirt and suit pants that were too large for her. The bottom of the pant legs reached the floor when

was still sore, and her temples were throbbing.

 

and sat down, closing her eyes. Soon, the memories that didn’t

long while, she opened her eyes. She tried recalling the memories of the body’s original owner to find out what

concluded that she was no longer Shelia Davis. She was

died of illness, and her father was a loser and a playboy. Rachel

the door

you inside?” asked

“Who is it?”

tall, cold man opened the door, holding a

mind and matched the name in her memory with the man

handed over the document and a pen expressionlessly. “This is the divorce agreement. You can leave after

taken an hour for

to the last

done.” Rachel closed the pen and returned

him to send the agreement, Victor had said that if Rachel refused to sign it, he could

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