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!”

man didn’t want to let go of her. He

eyes turned red, and her vision grew

then, the butler opened the door and

he saw what was going on, and the blood on his face drained in

through his teeth. His eyes were

beside the bed and begged anxiously, “Mr. Sullivan, if she dies, your grandmother won’t rest

‘Grandmother?’

grip on

his grandmother’s last wish, the woman before

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

noticed the change in Victor’s demeanor and continued to persuade him, “Mr. Sullivan, aren’t you going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You will never see her again. For the sake

Victor quickly

the papers and get out from here.

slamming the door, making it rattle against the hinges. Shelia clutched her chest, trying to calm down her racing heart. Her face turned pale

of events, she looked down, trying to comprehend what was going on.

the hell is going on? This

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

too large for her. The bottom of

was still sore, and her temples

 

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

recalling the memories of the body’s original owner to

no longer Shelia

father was a loser and a playboy. Rachel had loved Victor with all

the door snapped her back

are you inside?”

“Who is it?”

holding a document in his

her mind and matched the name in her memory with the man in

a pen expressionlessly. “This

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

to the last page,

Rachel closed the pen and returned the agreement

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

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