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 tightened his grip and glared at

and her vision grew

then, the butler opened

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

the man hissed through his teeth. His eyes

to pull the man’s arm away. He kneeled beside the bed and begged anxiously, “Mr. Sullivan, if she dies, your

‘Grandmother?’

Victor Sullivan loosened his grip on her and stared

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

to push Victor away. She sat up quickly and leaned

you going to divorce Mrs. Sullivan today? You will never see her again. For the sake of

Victor

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

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

trying to comprehend what was going on. Her heart leaped to her throat, and her eyes widened

is going on? This

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 black suits

large for her.

still sore, and her temples were throbbing. She

 

Soon, the memories

tried recalling the memories of the

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

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

on the door snapped

Sullivan, are you inside?”

“Who is it?”

tall, cold man opened the door, holding a document

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

pen expressionlessly. “This is the divorce agreement. You can leave after signing

hour for

turned to the

closed the pen and returned the agreement to

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

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