My Accompany, My Enemy.

I pursued Cody Smith for eight years, and I finally married him.

But then he caused my father's death, took my family assets. What was worse, he kept me confined and treated me like an animal in the basement.

He forced me to play the piano lined with blades, ruining my hands.

He once gripped my throat and said, "If it weren't for you to force me into marriage by your wealth and power, Lily wouldn't have been unable to dance. I wish you would just die." Yet, when I truly stopped loving him, he broke down, kneeling and begging, "Please, just say 'I love you' one last time."

When Cody arrived, most of the mourners had already left.

At my father's funeral, only he was late.

No paying respects, no offering condolences, he merely looked at the memorial and sneered.

"Jack, you finally died. Now you got what you deserved."

"Cody, what did you say? That's my dad!"

After my father's accident, all our friends and family offer their help at the first time.

Only my husband, Cody, was nowhere to be found.

I knew he didn't love me that much.

He married me only under my father's pressure.

But after three years of marriage, even without love, did he have no sympathy at all? Being late was already aggravating, but how could he mock my deceased father so coldly?

I stood up with tears, but due to the extreme sorrow, my legs were numb. I stumbled.

Cody could have caught me, but he just watched coldly as I fell at his feet.

"Why can't I? Jack betrayed my father, causing our family to go bankrupt and fall apart. He deserved to die long ago. This is karma!"

"Dad, Mom, I finally avenged you!"

"What? What are you talking about?"

I stared at Cody, my mind blank.

Avenge? What was he talking about?

"Emma, did you think I married you because I liked you?"

He laughed mockingly with his icy eyes. "Every day with you was disgusting! If not for revenge, I wouldn't have touched you!"

With a vicious kick, he kicked the casket, sending my father's portrait crashing to the ground.

"Did you use me to get close to my dad? To kill him?"

The immense pain and despair left me trembling with rage and despair.

At that moment, I wanted to kill him!

This man I loved for ten years was a monster!

I raised my hand high, but before I could slap him, Cody kicked me hard.

"Emma, you're no longer the heiress of the Baxters. Everything of the Baxters is mine now. If you don't obey, I will kill your mom."

Cody grabbed my neck, dragging me to show the video to me.

My mother, bedridden for two years after a car accident, relied on a ventilator to live.

Now, all my family's money and power were in Cody's hands.

Our lives were at his mercy.

The dog chain was around my neck, the other end in Cody's hand.

With a slight tug, I had to crawl to him like a dog.

Cody seemed to enjoy this, holding my chin with a triumphant grin.

"Good, what a good dog. Emma, there's a party tonight with many bosses attending. You're coming with me; they're all eager to see my new pet."

"Cody, my father is dead. But I'm still your wife; do you have to treat me like this?"

These days, he fed me only scraps.

Whenever he came, he humiliated me.

Now, I was extremely weak, lacking the strength to resist him.

"Wife? Do you really think that? Emma, every time I see you, I feel sick. If not for you, Lily wouldn't have left me! Your father was insidious and treacherous, scheming against my dad. And you, using your power to force me into marriage, you're just as disgusting as your father!"

He dragged me up, forcing me into provocative attire and heavy makeup.

After being confined for so long, seeing the outside world again was like entering a strange realm.

This was Cody's setup; every boss had a female companion, or rather, a pet.

From the moment I entered, they ogled me with lecherous eyes. Though I was uncomfortable, I endured it.

I knew this was Cody's way of humiliating me. I thought at least they'd show some restraint because I was his wife.

But when a greasy man placed his hand on my leg, Cody saw it and said nothing.

The man grew bolder, moving his hand upward.

I couldn't bear it, so I knocked his hand away.

The next second, a slap landed on my face.

I looked at Cody in disbelief, but he pushed me into the man's arms.

"Stupid cunt, it's your good fortune that Mr. Merlin fancies you. Don't act like that anymore."

"Cody! Are you insane? I'm your wife!"

I struggled, but the man laughed lewdly, holding me tighter, his hands wandering my body.

"Let me go! Let me go!"

I was pinned to the sofa, my clothes torn.

Tears streamed down my face. My voice was hoarse from shouting, yet all I saw was Cody.

He sat calmly across from me, surrounded by women, watching coldly as I was humiliated.

In a daze, I suddenly forgot why I was so determined to marry Cody.

Why did I like him so much?

Was it just because, when I first saw him, he sat under the cherry blossom tree with such a clean profile?

Or was it because, when I was cornered by thugs in an alley, he came towards me against the light, extending his hand?

But now, all that seemed so blurry.

The man screamed, clutching his bloodied head, glaring at the broken bottle in my hand. Furious, he raised his hand and slapped me.

"How dare you hit me, you bitch! I'll beat you to death!"