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!”

let go of her. He tightened his grip

turned red, and her vision grew

opened the

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

die!” the man hissed through his teeth. His eyes were blazing with

away. He kneeled beside the bed and begged anxiously, “Mr. Sullivan, if she dies, your

‘Grandmother?’

that, Victor Sullivan loosened his grip on her and stared into the

for his grandmother’s last wish, the woman before

the opportunity to push Victor away. She sat up quickly and leaned against the

“Mr. Sullivan, aren’t you going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You will never see her again. For the sake of her mother,

Victor quickly calmed

the papers and get

the door, making 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. Her heart leaped to her throat,

going on? This

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

pants that were too large for her. The

her temples were throbbing. She

 

Soon, the memories that didn’t belong to her

she opened her eyes. She tried recalling the memories of the body’s original

that she was no longer Shelia Davis. She was reborn

her father was a loser and a playboy. Rachel

door snapped her back to her

Sullivan, are you inside?”

“Who is it?”

cold man opened the door, holding a document in his

and matched the name in her memory with the man in

over the document and a pen expressionlessly. “This

taken an hour for Victor to prepare a divorce agreement. It was

took it, turned to the last page,

done.” Rachel closed the pen and returned the agreement

eyes widened with astonishment. He didn’t think Rachel would sign the papers. Before asking him to send the agreement, Victor had said that if Rachel refused to sign it, he could try all means to get her

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