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!”

to let go of her. He tightened his grip and

turned red, and her

the butler opened

face drained in an instant. He hurriedly grabbed the man’s arm and shouted, “Mr. Sullivan! Let go of her! Otherwise, she will

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

pull the man’s arm away. He kneeled beside the bed and begged

‘Grandmother?’

that, Victor Sullivan loosened his grip

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

Victor away. She sat

going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan

this, Victor quickly

divorce agreement to you. Sign the papers and get out from here. I don’t want

door, making it rattle against the hinges. Shelia clutched her chest, trying to calm

was going on. Her

hell is going on? This is not my

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

took out a shirt and suit pants that were too large for

and her temples were throbbing. She trudged

 

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

eyes. She tried recalling the memories of the

she was no longer Shelia Davis. She

of illness, and her father was a loser

then, a knock on the door snapped her back to her

you inside?” asked a cold

“Who is it?”

door, holding a document

racked her mind and matched the name in

handed over the document and a pen expressionlessly. “This is the

in his hand. It had only taken an hour for

turned to the last page, and scribbled her

pen and returned the agreement to

eyes widened with astonishment. He didn’t think Rachel would sign the papers. Before asking him to send the agreement, Victor had said that

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