That night, she was kind enough to save him, but he turned into a nightmare and disaster for her life. After drinking and spending a passionate night with his wife, she became pregnant with his child, and under a misunderstanding, he took the unborn baby's life with his own hands. The truth became clear, she had nothing but fear for him. And he would rather be hated by her, afraid of her and he chooses to keep her with him than to let her be free...
The room was dark, and the street lights streamed in from the windows, reflecting the eerie of the furniture.
A small and thin woman was nestled behind the door. If it wasn't for her body trembling slightly, in the dark it was hard for anyone to know her, who was as silent as death, that person was actually a living person.
The woman hugged her pillow, covered her head, every time she heard footsteps outside the house, her body trembled even more. She couldn't calm down a bit until the footsteps completely disappeared.
Suddenly, there was another footstep outside the door, and footsteps could be heard in the distance. The sole of the shoe touches the ground in turn, making a "nah, nah, nah" sound.
From the moment the footsteps sounded, the woman's body suddenly trembled violently.
As the footsteps drew closer, the woman finally raised her head uncontrollably and covered her mouth with her hand. It seemed the footsteps were the talisman that pierced her heart over and over again. Her eyes widened in horror, and in the darkness a glint of tears appeared in them.
The footsteps finally stopped outside the house. The visitor seemed to pause for a moment before raising his hand and knocking on the door behind the woman.
"Boom, boom..."
"Wow..."
Perhaps the knock on the door was too sudden and caught the woman off guard. She couldn't help but whimper. As the pounding sound escaped from her throat, she suddenly became more frightened, the hand covering her lips tightened even more, and even buried her head in her knees.
"Alina, open the door." Moments later, a male voice rang out from outside the house. Deep and magnetic, there is a temptation in the tone, as if disturbing a woman's mind.
Hearing this sound, the woman almost went crazy, waving her arms and legs on the ground, crawling to the bedroom closest to her. But apparently only a few feet away, but the woman couldn't get over after a few stumbling blocks.
"Alina, open the door quickly, or I will open the door myself."
The man's voice spoke again. His tone was obviously very pleasant, but when his voice came into the house through the gap in the door, it made the woman's heart feel a little hostile and cold.
The woman became more and more frantic, finally crawling into the bedroom, falling down several times on the way.
The moment the woman finally entered the bedroom, there was a sound of keys clattering from outside the house, and then the sound of the key being inserted into the keyhole.
The woman was desperate and had nowhere to escape to, so she ducked under the bed without hesitation.
A second later, the hallway door opened. Footsteps sounded again, once again, one after another like a hammer to the woman's heart.
Footsteps directly entered her bedroom. In the darkness, the woman could clearly see the man's feet stopped in front of the bed. She pursed her lips, not even daring to breathe, for fear that she might be noticed by the man nearby.
"Alina, what are you hiding under the bed? Are you trying to entertain me?"
The man's voice spoke again, and the woman jumped, almost choking. But she still dared not move, holding the traces in her heart despair.
"Alina, you can go out by yourself, or I pull you out, you should understand, if you ask me to pull you out, what will happen to you."
The man seemed really impatient, said.
In, obviously, there are a bit more threats and warnings.
After a long time, the woman finally crawled out to the other side of the bed, little by little. She lowered her head, silently standing beside the man on the bed, her face like ashes in the dark.
The sound of footsteps echoed in her ears, and the woman was scared. She wanted to escape, but she dared not escape. She knew all too well that she could not escape. Maybe in this life, she couldn't get rid of this man.
"Okay, come home with me, look at your dirty body." The man walked in front of the woman, put his hand on her shoulder, spoke softly to her.
The woman slowly raised her head, looking at the man's angelic face in the dark, somewhere in her body suddenly trembled with pain. The more tender he was, the more fearful she became. She couldn't imagine what would await her as she followed this man back to that lavish and terrifying prison.
If on that day a year ago she didn't cross that path and didn't save that person, that would be great. No, that's not true. If she hadn't been kind enough to save the demon in front of her, hidden under the face of an angel, on that night eight years ago, nothing would have happened now.
...
Night eight years ago...
Because of the festival, City A was able to clearly feel autumn. Especially at night, the coolness in the wind brings a little chilly feeling.
Alina cycled with her exhausted body and then drove home.
It's 11:30 p.m, the road isn't too crowded with pedestrians, which makes her a little scared, especially during the day she has already received her salary and she is carrying the newly paid salary home.
After cycling through the most remote places, seeing the lights gradually increase, Alina relaxed a little, her aching legs slowed down when she didn't know.
Suddenly, a noisy sound resounded from a small alley not far in front of Alina. She couldn't help but be a little curious, but also a little uneasy. After thinking about it, Alina decided to quickly leave, unless someone called for help, she would go in and take a look, otherwise, she would not stop looking.
As the distance narrows, the noisy sound becomes clearer and clearer. But there were so many people screaming, Alina pricked her ears, completely unable to hear what they were arguing about. She could only say roughly that those people seemed to be fighting by party.
She was married, married to a man she had only met once. He, the chairman of Mine Group, is a hot golden bachelor. He always treats everyone around him very badly. And he did the same to her. Their marriage was devoid of love, and their union was just a fake "agreement". She wants a peaceful and stable life. And he just needed a wife and the tools for his birth. Three years of life are like boiling water, never entering anyone's heart. How can this cold and loveless marriage continue? She still remembers the conversation when they first decided to get married. "Why did you choose me to be your wife?" "Because you are by far the most suitable candidate. I believe you will play the role of the wife of the president of Mine Group."
Jack, a low-level worker, becomes a door-to-door son-in-law to cure his father's illness. In protecting his wife from disaster, he awakened the system in his body and gained a wealth of knowledge. Since then, worker Jack has been absent and he has become a ruler of this world. And he will take revenge on those who insulted and humiliated him. The strongest person right now is him!
Maria took her sister’s place and was engaged to Anthony, a disabled man who had lost his status as the family heir. At first, they were just a nominal couple. However, things changed when things about Maria were gradually exposed. It turned out she was a professional hacker, a mysterious composer, and the sole successor to an international jade sculpting master… The more that was revealed about her, the less Anthony could rest easy. A famous singer, an award-winning actor, an heir of a rich family—so many excellent men were chasing after his fiancee, Maria. What should Anthony do?
Blinded in a crash, Cary was rejected by every socialite—except Evelina, who married him without hesitation. Three years later, he regained his sight and ended their marriage. "We’ve already lost so many years. I won’t let her waste another one on me." Evelina signed the divorce papers without a word. Everyone mocked her fall—until they discovered that the miracle doctor, jewelry mogul, stock genius, top hacker, and the President's true daughter… were all her. When Cary came crawling back, a ruthless tycoon had him kicked out. "She's my wife now. Get lost."
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"Never let anyone treat you like shit!" I learned that the hard way. For three years, I lived with my in-laws. They didn't treat me as their son-in-law but as a slave. I put up with everything because of my wife, Yolanda Lambert. She was the light of my life. Unfortunately, my whole world came crashing down the day I caught my wife cheating on me. I have never been so heartbroken. To have my revenge, I revealed my true identity. I was none other than Liam Hoffman—the heir of a family with trillions of dollars in assets! The Lamberts were utterly shocked after the big reveal. They realized what fools they had been for treating me like trash. My wife even knelt down and begged for my forgiveness. What do you think I did? Did I take her back or made her suffer? Find out!
Due to the plight of her family, Phoebe had no choice but to embark on the path of selling herself. In an accident, she had a tangled night with Alexander. Everything began to derail, and even if she fled to the ends of the earth, she would still be found by him and entangled... *** Phoebe screamed in frustration, "What do you want from me?" What was this supposed to be? He raised an eyebrow wickedly. "What do I want? You'll find out soon enough." With that, he hoisted her up and carried her back into the office. The door slammed shut with a kick, and he cleared the desk with a sweep of his arm before laying her down on it, his body pinning hers in place, completely trapping her in his grasp. Every cell in his body was telling him he wanted her. He wanted to claim her again. This time, there would be no escape for her-he wouldn't let her slip away. Never again. If he had suffered for five years, then this woman wouldn't get off easily either!
Everyone was shocked to the bones when the news of Rupert Benton's engagement broke out. It was surprising because the lucky girl was said to be a plain Jane, who grew up in the countryside and had nothing to her name. One evening, she showed up at a banquet, stunning everyone present. "Wow, she's so beautiful!" All the men drooled, and the women got so jealous. What they didn't know was that this so-called country girl was actually an heiress to a billion-dollar empire. It wasn't long before her secrets came to light one after the other. The elites couldn't stop talking about her. "Holy smokes! So, her father is the richest man in the world?" "She's also that excellent, but mysterious designer who many people adore! Who would have guessed?" Nonetheless, people thought that Rupert didn't love her. But they were in for another surprise. Rupert released a statement, silencing all the naysayers. "I'm very much in love with my beautiful fiancee. We will be getting married soon." Two questions were on everyone's minds: "Why did she hide her identity? And why was Rupert in love with her all of a sudden?"