Wooing My Ex-Wife

Evelyn had been beaten with tree branches fifty times, slapped by Nico, locked up in a basement for a whole night, and forced to walk through the mountain for an hour on an empty stomach.

She genuinely thought she would have died long ago, but humans had huge potential for surviving extreme conditions if they had a strong will to live.

With Margaret keeping an eye on her, Evelyn spent the entire morning at the fields digging holes in the ground.

Despite her body being pushed to its limits, she somehow managed to pull through without fainting.

When it came time for lunch, Evelyn was so hungry that she wolved down the food and kept stuffing her face like a hungry beast.

Because she had been starved for so long, the plain buns tasted better than any fancy dish she had ever had in the past.

However, Margaret did not allow her to eat too much. She took the dishes away from Evelyn after the third bun and forced her to go feed the pigs.

Although Evelyn was an illegitimate daughter, Marcus and Asher had always treated her very well, so she had been living a comfortable life since she was a child. She had never even seen a pig, let alone enter a pigsty.

She had only just opened the door to the pigsty when the awful stench overwhelmed her.

Not only did she end up puking all the food she ate, but she also suffered from acid reflux as a result.

“What are you doing standing there? We haven’t got all day! You have ten minutes to get this done, or you won’t be having dinner tonight!” Margaret scolded Evelyn when she saw her still standing outside the pigsty.

This is only my first day here. If I don’t have dinner, I won’t have the energy to finish reciting the Heagurn Sutra, and I won’t be allowed to sleep until I finish it. As if that’s not bad enough, I have to wake up at half past five the next morning! I need to get at least get two to three hours of sleep!

With that in mind, Evelyn held her breath and forcefully suppressed her feelings of disgust as she rushed into the pigsty with the bucket of feedstuff.

She then spent the rest of the afternoon working in the fields. While she was a little slow due to hunger, Evelyn was able to get the job done in time with Margaret yelling at her from the side.

Evelyn breathed a huge sigh of relief and felt glad that she had survived such a grueling day. Little did she know, the real torment was about to start at nightfall.

her to the courtyard and forced her to kneel. Ezra then stood behind her with a whip and a cold

tore at her flesh and

kept her teeth tightly clenched and even collapsed quite a few times, but William would yank her upright each

door and watch while snacking on some

sound of the whipping was so terrifying that

told her that morning, however, Margaret was

Evelyn and exclaimed with intense disgust, “You know what? You deserve to be punished like this! Old Mr. Harris is an old man in his seventies! He even has issues with his legs! How could

the final stroke of the whip landed. She then collapsed to the ground and trembled all

and out of consciousness and didn’t even have the strength to argue with

torment was far

yanked Evelyn back on her knees while William placed a box of Heagurn Sutras in front of her. The two then took turns watching her recite

Evelyn was nothing but a weak nineteen year-old

could do was try to recover her strength as much as

glanced at the first page, and began reciting

cultivate a person’s mind to stay calm, but all Evelyn felt

and she had been reciting it on her knees for two

before had she imagined her punishment

were being pierced by thousands of needles, her throat felt sore and dry. As if that wasn’t bad enough, they had yet to treat the wounds on her back, so the stinging pain intensified over

what seemed like forever, she succumbed to the pain and

fainting did nothing to help ease her

of men who would go easy on women. They simply woke Evelyn up by splashing cold water on

like that, she continued reciting it weakly for another half an hour before it began to rain all

and flashed Ezra a gleeful

in the rain, the text will get all smudgy once the pages dry up. I won’t be able to recite the Heagurn Sutra anymore if I can’t

simply moved the paperback copies away and revealed the ones that were made out

that it would rain and prepared those