I was heartlessly thrown into a burning building just because my husband Adrian’s dream girl said she wanted to see a fire escape scenario. When I crawled out of the inferno, I saw Adrian holding his perfect girl, coaxing her to enjoy a candlelit dinner. When she said she was afraid of the color red, I was stripped of what little clothing I had left and thrown naked onto the street. When I tried to resist, Adrian said, “It’s all because of you that Chloe had to suffer so much outside. You’ve taken Chloe’s place for so many years, what’s wrong with suffering a little?” Later, as I touched my slightly swollen belly, ready to accept my fate, Chloe hid in Adrian’s arms and cried, saying that seeing me reminded her of her nightmares as a bar girl. In a fit of rage, Adrian threw me into a nightclub, breaking every bit of pride I had left, making me taste all the bitterness Chloe had supposedly experienced. But later, Adrian had people throw Chloe into a snake pit. He then carefully caressed every wound on my body and forced me to drink fertility medicine. “Emma, have a child for me, let me make it up to you properly,” he said. I nodded numbly in his arms, ignoring his delighted face. He didn’t know that the child he longed for had been gone three years ago. And because I was beaten during my postpartum recovery period, my body was completely ruined. I only had three days left to live.
When Adrian came, I was kneeling on the ground, holding an ashtray. The manager following Adrian smiled obsequiously. “Mr. Foster, rest assured, we’ve trained her well. Now, there’s no woman in the entire club more obedient than her.” As he spoke, the manager took a lit cigarette and viciously extinguished it on my arm. Blood immediately flowed from the scarred limb. Seeing that I didn’t even make a sound, Adrian frowned, wanting to step forward to help me up, but I quickly retreated. “Mr. Foster.” This cowering appearance, where was the radiance of the once most envied wife in the city? Adrian hadn’t expected that our reunion after three years would be like this. He withdrew his hand that had been suspended in mid-air. Since marrying Adrian, my temper had grown under his indulgence. In the past, even if Adrian jokingly scolded me, I would glare at him until he apologized, or make him carry me on his back until I calmed down. But now… Adrian’s expression seemed both happy and melancholic. He sighed deeply: “If you had been this docile earlier, I wouldn’t have had the heart to send you here to learn manners.” When the manager sent me out, I was still in a daze. After three years, I had finally escaped that hell, and would no longer be… The scenes of humiliation flashed crazily before my eyes, frightening me into shuddering. Adrian thought I was cold and took off his coat to put it on me, but I instinctively wanted to kneel down. Adrian stopped me with a cold voice. “Stand up!” The smell of cigars enveloped me as Adrian lowered his head to adjust my clothes. “As long as you behave and don’t go against Chloe anymore, I won’t let you suffer again.” Did that mean I didn’t have to go back to that hell? A glimmer of hope finally flashed in my numb eyes as I got up to follow Adrian into the car. No matter how clean the floor in the club was, kneeling for a long time inevitably left stains, not to mention that my clothes were only washed once every half month. I curled myself into a small ball, afraid of dirtying the car, but there were still obvious stains on the seat cover. Adrian had always been a neat freak. He frowned at the stains and clicked his tongue. I carefully glanced at Adrian, thinking he would throw me out of the car, but to my surprise, Adrian just looked away without saying anything. “Emma, it’s only been three years since we last met, how did you turn into a beggar?” Chloe’s voice suddenly rang out in the car. Only then did I realize she was there too. She was wearing a haute couture outfit from the fashion show, with an imperial jade bracelet on her wrist, and an expensive ruby necklace around her neck, looking like a genuine lady from a noble family. She touched her necklace and said guiltily, “Emma, Adrian saw that I liked this necklace, so he gave it to me. You’re not angry, are you?”
“It’s just a necklace, what’s there to be angry about? Besides, these things were originally yours,” Adrian said, soothingly stroking Chloe’s hand. Right, the necklace, the clothes, even her husband’s love and this marriage, all belonged to Chloe. And I was just a thief who stole someone else’s things, an unworthy person. I thought numbly. “But Emma seems unhappy. Never mind, I’ll give it back to Emma,” Chloe said with a look of grievance, about to take off the necklace. “I said you don’t need to!” Adrian carefully put the necklace back on Chloe’s neck. When he looked at me, his eyes were full of disgust. “I thought you had changed your old habits, but I didn’t expect you to be jealous of even a necklace. If I had known, I should have let you stay in the club for a few more days!” “No!” The terrible memories surged up, and I reflexively knelt down, pulling at Adrian’s clothes. “I don’t want the necklace. Please don’t send me back! Mr. Foster, I know Miss White is the real wife, I won’t fight for the necklace, I’ll be obedient.” Adrian unusually didn’t say anything. Was my attitude not sincere enough? I bit my nails, my dull eyes rolling restlessly in their sockets, like a drug addict going through withdrawal. “I can sweep the floor, I can even live in the bathroom… No, I can leave, I won’t be in your way here. Just treat me like a stray dog, don’t send me back.” As I spoke, I started barking like a dog at Adrian. My words were jumbled, and I don’t know which sentence triggered Adrian, causing his face to darken even more. “Shut up!” Adrian roared in a low voice. I looked at Adrian blankly. In the past, when I learned to bark like a dog, they would be satisfied and let me go. Why didn’t it work on Adrian? Chloe sighed. “Adrian, why don’t we just send her back? To deal with me, she can even resort to pretending to be crazy.” Adrian didn’t refute, but was seriously considering the feasibility. The experiences in the club appeared in front of my eyes like a kaleidoscope, frame by frame. Being splashed with unknown liquids, kneeling naked in the snow, being forced to eat pieces of meat… No, I’d rather die than go back to the club! I suddenly lunged towards the car door, without hesitation, about to jump out. Just as my feet were about to touch the ground, Adrian caught me by the waist and pulled me back. Before I could even sit steady, a slap came flying at my face. “You may not care about your life, but don’t dirty my car!” Adrian yelled. I mumbled, “I’m sorry. I just didn’t want to make you angry.” This was the only solution I could think of. Chloe leaned on Adrian’s shoulder. “Adrian, since she wants to get out of the car, let’s let her. It’s only ten miles to the old house, she can walk there with a bit of effort. That’s much safer than jumping out of a moving car, don’t you think, Emma?” It’s just ten miles, which was already much better than being dragged behind the car. I nodded frantically, afraid that a second’s delay would send me back. “Since you’re so eager to get out of the car, how can I not grant your wish?” The Maybach stopped, and Adrian grabbed my hair and dragged me out. The pouring rain hit me, and I realized it was raining. Panic flashed across my face as memories I had carefully hidden were dug up again, tearing at my heart. When I first came to the club, I was still very stubborn. The manager dragged me out of the room in front of everyone, and a stick as thick as a wrist hit my stomach. There was a pool of blood beneath me… I dared not close my eyes, feeling as if the next moment I would see the child crawling through the rain, asking me with a face full of blood and tears why I didn’t protect him. Seeing Adrian and Chloe about to get in the car, I clung desperately to the car door. “Mr. Foster, I beg you to let me in the car. Don’t leave me alone here.”
Chloe folded her arms: “Emma, didn’t you just insist on jumping out of the car? Now that we’ve let you out, why are you unwilling? Were you just pretending earlier?” Guilt and fear for the child occupied my entire mind, and I could no longer understand what Chloe was saying. I just nodded randomly in the rain. A look of mockery crossed Adrian’s face as he kicked me in the stomach. The intense pain momentarily brought me back to that day. Adrian’s face also turned into the manager holding the stick. I curled up into a ball, covering my stomach, mumbling incoherently. “Don’t hit me, don’t hit my child…” Adrian’s pupils contracted: “What child?!” Before I could speak, Chloe interjected. “Adrian, she might be pretending to be crazy again. She was making a fuss about jumping out of the car earlier, and now she’s bringing up a child.” Her voice suddenly became aggrieved: “I didn’t expect Emma’s attitude towards me to still be so bad. I should leave, I don’t want to make Emma uncomfortable here.” As she finished speaking, Chloe made to leave, but Adrian reached out with his long arm and pulled her into his embrace. His disgusted gaze fell on me, thinking about how he had almost been fooled by me. He applied more force with his foot. “Stop pretending! I’ll give you three hours. If you can’t make it to the old house in three hours, I’ll send you back.” “If it happens again, I won’t let you off so easily!” The pain awakened my sanity. By the time I crawled up from the ground, the Maybach was already far away. Was what I did still not good enough? Why did they still want to send me away? I tightly gripped the safety lock on my neck, numbly walking forward. The sound of a child crying kept inexplicably ringing in my ears, and my lower abdomen ached dully. I don’t know how long I walked before my body could no longer support me, and I collapsed on the ground. In the moment before I lost consciousness, I heard the shrill honk of a car. When I regained consciousness, the first thing I saw when I opened my eyes was a pure white ceiling. When did the Foster house become like this? No, I clearly didn’t make it to the Foster house yesterday. I suddenly sat up, pulled out the IV and got out of bed. I had to hurry to the Foster house, otherwise they would really send me back! “Watch where you’re going… Hey, why are you running?” In my haste, I bumped into a man’s arms. The man looked to be in his early twenties, his slender fingers rubbing his sore nose, still holding a medical chart in his hand. “The nurse said your body hasn’t fully recovered yet. Why are you getting out of bed instead of resting properly? If something goes wrong again, I won’t treat you anymore.” “Thank you,” I managed to say after a moment. “But sir, I really have an urgent matter.” “Just call me Dr. Sullivan. What could be more urgent than recovering?” Dr. Sullivan was about to pull me back when suddenly a great force came, yanking me to the other side. Then came a slap that knocked me onto the table, blood seeping from the corner of my mouth. Adrian stood in front of me, his gaze as fierce as if he wanted to eat someone alive. “You slut, can’t stay away from men for even a moment, can you?! I was worried about you last night, thinking something might have happened to you, but I didn’t expect you to be fooling around with some strange man here!” “I didn’t,” I covered my face, my vision blurring. Dr. Sullivan tried to intervene but was violently pushed away, his head hitting the wall, leaving him dazed for a while. “Then who is this person?” Adrian grabbed my hair and kicked me in the stomach. “I thought you had changed, but I didn’t expect you to still be so cheap!” I shook all over in pain, unable to say a word. Adrian angrily pulled my arm, but when he saw the pool of blood beneath me, he cried out in shock.
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