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!”

want to let go of her. He tightened his grip and glared at

turned red, and her vision

opened the

on, and the blood on his face drained in an instant. He hurriedly grabbed the man’s arm and shouted, “Mr. Sullivan! Let go

the man hissed through his teeth. His eyes were

failed to pull the man’s arm away. He kneeled beside the bed and begged anxiously, “Mr. Sullivan, if she dies, your grandmother won’t rest

‘Grandmother?’

that, Victor Sullivan loosened his grip on her and stared

the woman before him would have

She sat up quickly and leaned against the headboard, coughing

going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You will never see her again. For the sake of her mother,

this, Victor quickly

papers and

hinges. Shelia clutched her chest, trying to calm down her racing heart. Her face

the bizarre turn of events, she looked down, trying to comprehend what was going on. Her heart leaped to her throat, and her

is going on? This

tried to find a dress to wear. However, to her utter dismay, there were

were too large for her. The bottom of the pant legs reached the floor when she wore

sore, and her temples were

 

sofa and sat down, closing her eyes. Soon, the memories that didn’t belong to her arose

memories of the

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

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

knock on the door

you inside?” asked a cold

“Who is it?”

opened the door, holding a document in

in her memory with the man in front of

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

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

the last page,

the pen and returned the

Before asking him to send the agreement, Victor had said

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