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 grip and glared at

and

the butler opened

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

bed and

‘Grandmother?’

his grip on

last wish, the

away. She sat up quickly and leaned against the

Sullivan

this, Victor

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

the hinges. Shelia clutched her chest, trying to calm down her

comprehend what was going on. Her heart leaped to her throat,

hell is going on? This

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

casually took out a shirt and suit pants that were too large for her. The

and her temples were

 

memories that didn’t belong to her

She tried recalling the memories

longer Shelia Davis. She was reborn as

a loser and a playboy. Rachel had loved Victor with

knock on the door snapped

inside?” asked a cold

“Who is it?”

tall, cold man opened the door, holding a

quickly racked her mind and matched the name in her memory with

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

It had only taken an hour for

turned to the last page,

the pen and returned the agreement

to send the agreement, Victor had said that if

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