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

and her vision grew

the butler opened the

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

hissed through his

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

‘Grandmother?’

Sullivan loosened his grip on her and stared into

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

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

and continued to persuade him, “Mr. Sullivan, aren’t you going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan

Victor quickly

send the divorce agreement to you. Sign the papers and get

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

trying to comprehend what was going

is going on? This is not my

get up 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

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

her temples were throbbing. She trudged

 

memories that didn’t

she opened her eyes. She tried recalling the memories of the body’s

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

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

then, a knock on the door snapped her

are you inside?” asked

“Who is it?”

opened the door, holding a document

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

a pen expressionlessly. “This is the divorce

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

to the last page, and

done.” Rachel closed the pen and

send the agreement, Victor had said that if Rachel refused to sign it, he could try all means to get

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