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!”

didn’t want to let go of

and her

butler opened the door and rushed

face drained in an instant. He

his teeth. His

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

‘Grandmother?’

loosened his grip on

last wish, the woman before him would have

Victor away. She sat up quickly and leaned against

noticed the change in Victor’s demeanor and continued to persuade him, “Mr. Sullivan, aren’t you going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You

this, Victor quickly calmed

to you. Sign the papers and get out from here. I

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

comprehend what was going on.

the hell is going on? This is not

dismay, there were no women’s outfits in the

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

her temples were

 

eyes. Soon, the memories

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

no longer Shelia Davis. She was

was a loser and a playboy. Rachel had loved Victor

then, a knock on the door snapped her

are you inside?”

“Who is it?”

man opened the door, holding a document

in her

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

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

it, turned to the last page,

Rachel closed the pen and returned

asking him to send the agreement, Victor had said that if Rachel refused

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