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 glared

and her vision

butler opened the

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

hissed through his teeth. His eyes

pull the man’s arm away. He kneeled beside the bed and begged anxiously, “Mr. Sullivan, if she dies, your grandmother won’t rest

‘Grandmother?’

grip on her and stared into

for his grandmother’s last wish, the woman before

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

butler 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

this, Victor quickly calmed

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

rattle against the hinges. Shelia clutched her chest, trying to calm down her racing heart. Her face

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

the hell is going on?

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

that were too large for her.

still sore, and her temples were throbbing. She

 

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

while, she opened her eyes. She tried recalling the memories of the body’s original owner

was no longer Shelia

father was a loser and a playboy. Rachel

on the door snapped her back to

inside?” asked a

“Who is it?”

tall, cold man opened the door, holding a

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

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

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

it, turned to the last page, and

pen and returned the

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

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