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!”

go of her. He tightened his grip and

red, and her vision

then, the butler opened

face drained in

hissed through his teeth. His eyes were blazing with rage and

kneeled beside the bed and begged anxiously, “Mr.

‘Grandmother?’

loosened his grip on her and stared into the

wish, the woman before him would have

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

divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You

this, Victor

the papers and get out from

her chest, trying to calm down her racing heart.

what was going on.

is going on?

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

for her. The bottom of the pant legs reached the floor when

still sore, and her temples were throbbing.

 

closing her eyes. Soon, the memories that didn’t belong to

the memories of the body’s original owner to find out what was going

that she was no longer Shelia Davis. She was reborn

died of illness, and her father was a loser

door snapped her

you inside?” asked

“Who is it?”

holding a document

quickly racked her mind and matched the name in

handed over the document and a pen expressionlessly. “This

in his hand. It had only taken an hour for Victor

turned to the

the pen and returned the agreement to

would sign the papers. Before asking him to send the agreement, Victor had said that if Rachel

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