My husband’s first love encouraged her son to bully my daughter. Watching my daughter cry uncontrollably broke my heart. I slapped them both hard. When my husband arrived, his first love twisted the truth, claiming that my daughter and I were the bullies and started the fight. Without listening to our side, my husband locked us in a strict etiquette class, insisting we learn how to behave like ladies. Six months later, my husband came to take me home. I served tea, spoke softly, and kept my head lowered, avoiding eye contact with everyone. People remarked that the etiquette class had worked wonders and that I now carried myself like a lady, a stark contrast to my previously assertive self. Until I knelt and said, “I am the most dignified here. Would any of you gentlemen like a taste?” My husband slapped me in anger, “Adeline, didn’t I send you here to learn manners? I did this for your own good! Are you trying to spite me?” “Are you putting on this degrading act to disgust me?” I laughed emptily, “Isn’t it because the gentleman likes me to be well-mannered and cultured, turning me into this?” My husband shoved me hard, “Where’s our daughter?” I stared blankly, “Daughter? She’s been gone for a long time…” 0
“Adeline, you have a visitor,” the instructor’s voice reached my ears. I shivered. Sigh, another visitor. Students in the etiquette class cannot refuse to see guests. Acting on a whim can lead to severe punishment. Here, I learned two words: obey. The instructor said that only by learning obedience could I have a chance to leave. I walked to the guest room with my head down. What I saw was a group of familiar faces. My husband Nolan, his friends, and his first love, Fiona. After six months of training, my mind had become somewhat numb. Following the instructor’s usual teachings, I bowed deeply upon entering. Then I served tea to each person, meticulously holding it with both hands. Nolan nodded with satisfaction, “The etiquette class has quite a reputation. You’re much more sensible now than before.” “If I’d known it was this effective, I would have sent you earlier.” I responded meekly, “You’re right, Mr. Gu.” Hearing me address him as Mr. Gu, Nolan frowned. He said coldly, “Even though Fiona doesn’t mind what happened between you and her, you can’t just act like it didn’t happen.” “I’ve transferred half of the company shares that belonged to you and our daughter to Fiona. It’s compensation for her.” I kept silent with my head down. Nolan shouted in frustration, “Adeline! Don’t you think you should apologize to Fiona?” His scolding frightened me into kneeling instinctively in front of Fiona, “Miss Su, I’m sorry, I was wrong.” Bang, bang, bang! I kowtowed to Fiona. In the etiquette class, this is how it works; don’t question right or wrong. When scolded, you must kowtow and admit fault. Only by admitting fault quickly enough can you avoid punishment. This has become my instinct. Nolan roughly pulled me away, “Adeline, what are you doing?” I was so scared, my face turned pale, and my body shook uncontrollably. Nolan released my hand and said, “Adeline, what’s wrong with you? I’m your husband; why do you look so scared? Why do you look at me like I’m a stranger?” Fiona said somewhat aggrievedly, “Sister Adeline must still blame me, so she’s mocking us on purpose.” “Actually, there’s no need to apologize. Sister Adeline hitting me twice isn’t a big deal.” Nolan looked at Fiona with concern, then angrily scolded me, “Adeline, you’re incorrigible. It seems I shouldn’t have picked you up today. You should study for another six months.” I panicked. All I dreamed of was leaving this nightmare. If I stayed another six months, I’d go crazy. I knelt on the ground, pleading with Nolan, “Mr. Gu, I was really wrong, please forgive me.” I kowtowed to Nolan, then to Fiona, “Miss Su, I won’t dare anymore, I’ll listen to you from now on.” Nolan got even angrier and kicked me hard, “Adeline, are you putting on this degrading act to disgust me?” “I just sent you to an etiquette class, is that so unreasonable?” I curled up on the ground, crying out, “Don’t hit me, don’t hit me, I’ll do anything.” Nolan was startled. He grabbed my wrist, “Adeline, are you often beaten here?” 0
Before I could speak, the instructor standing by panicked. She came over with a smile and said, “Mr. Gu, you’ve misunderstood.” “Our etiquette class always leads with virtue.” “We treat the students here like our own children; how could we beat them?” Nolan impatiently pushed her aside. He lifted my clothes to check for injuries. What he saw was my smooth skin. Not only were there no scars, but even redness and swelling were absent. Nolan angrily pushed me, “Adeline, you’re really getting good at acting.” I cried. When I first came to the etiquette class, the instructor made me accompany guests. I refused and was beaten severely. But recently, I haven’t been beaten. Because they use my daughter to threaten me. If I disobey, they beat my daughter Cora. Her heart-wrenching screams have become my nightmare. I can only let them manipulate me, even actively pleasing them, so my daughter can have a full meal and not be mistreated. A few times, guests gave me bad reviews. My daughter was dragged in and beaten in front of me. I could only shield her with my body, begging them for another chance, promising to behave… Painful memories flooded back. But the instructor stood by, giving me a warning look. I didn’t dare say anything. I could only kneel and beg Nolan, “Please, take me home.” “Even if I’m not your wife, even as a servant or slave, I accept, just take me away.” Nolan grew more disgusted with me, “Adeline, you’ve learned nothing else here but how to play the victim.” “Unfortunately, you’re doing a terrible job. I’m not an idiot; you can’t fool me.” Fiona cried, “Sister Adeline, you don’t have to do this.” “You’re not just losing your face but also Nolan’s.” “I swear I won’t retaliate verbally or physically in the future; please stop sulking with Nolan.” She reached out to help me. I recoiled in fear, shouting, “Don’t come near.” Compared to men, I fear women touching me more. Several times, when guests were discovered by their wives, the etiquette class pushed me out, claiming I seduced the men. The wives vented their anger on me; they pricked me with needles, burned me with lighters, stomped on me with heels… I’ve developed a psychological shadow with them. I’m scared, truly scared. Now, I only have one thought. Nolan belongs with Fiona; I don’t dare fight anymore. At this moment, Nolan looked at me disappointedly and said, “Adeline, how did you become like this? You’re no different from the shrews among the common people making a scene. Apparently, six months is too short for you.” I was utterly shocked. Because of fear, my brain grew numb and confused. I only had one thought: “It’s over, another guest is unhappy with me.” “Cora, don’t hurt my Cora.” Instinctively, I took out “pills” from my pocket, not counting how many, and stuffed them in when no one was looking. These “pills” were given to me by the instructor. She said taking them makes one more “professional,” and guests would be more satisfied. But I must take them secretly, to make guests think they transformed me, giving them a sense of accomplishment. The “pills” took effect quickly. I shamelessly clung to Nolan and all the guests. Nolan shouted angrily, slapping me hard across the face. Half of my face swelled, blood oozing from my mouth. “Adeline, you’re a disgraceful woman!” Nolan cursed through gritted teeth. He squeezed my neck, choking me. He whispered fiercely in my ear, “Rot here, don’t ever expect me to take you out.” “Our daughter? Today, I’m only taking her.”
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