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!”

of her. He tightened

and her vision grew

then, the butler opened the

spot when he saw what was going on, and the blood on his face drained in an instant. He hurriedly grabbed the man’s arm and shouted, “Mr. Sullivan! Let

through his teeth. His eyes were blazing

failed to pull the man’s arm away. He kneeled beside the bed and begged anxiously, “Mr. Sullivan, if she dies, your

‘Grandmother?’

Victor Sullivan loosened his grip on her and stared into the

not for his grandmother’s last wish, the woman before him

sat up quickly and leaned against

to persuade him, “Mr. Sullivan, aren’t you going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You will never see her again. For the sake of her mother, who once saved your grandmother,

Victor quickly

the papers and get out from here. I don’t want

hinges. Shelia clutched her chest, trying to calm down her racing heart. Her face turned pale as she gasped

what was going on.

going on? This is not my

her utter dismay, there were no women’s outfits in the closet.

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

body was still sore, and her temples were throbbing.

 

Soon, the memories that didn’t belong to

recalling the memories of the body’s

concluded that she was no longer Shelia Davis. She was reborn as

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

the door snapped her

inside?”

“Who is it?”

tall, cold man opened the door, holding

mind and matched the name in her memory

and a pen expressionlessly. “This is the divorce agreement. You can leave after signing

his hand. It had only taken an hour for Victor to prepare a divorce agreement.

took it, turned to the last page, and scribbled

pen and returned the agreement to

think Rachel would sign the papers. Before asking him to send the agreement, Victor had

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