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We were silent on the way back to the
Weston’s place.
Hector opened the car door and walked
briskly ahead. Seeing me dragging one leg
slowly behind, he mockingly laughed, “Playing
such kind of trick again? Stop pretending to
be pitiful!
“What? Did you go to a mental hospital to
improve your acting skills?”
I lowered my head gloomily, feeling almost
numb.
In the past, I was infatuated with Hector.
Back then, I always pretended to fall down or
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get hurt to make him feel heartbroken so that
he would carry me.
Every time I lay on his back as he carried me
forward slowly, I felt sweet in my heart.
It was normal for him to think like that.
Hector walked over quickly. He was annoyed.
He was about to carry me on his back, but I
instinctively avoided him.
I moved too fast so I failed to stand still for a
while.
I hit my chin on the stone by the roadside,
and fresh blood immediately gushed out from
my chin.
Hector was flustered, “What on earth
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happened to you? How could you lose your
balance? Your leg…”
He anxiously pulled me over, ignoring my
resistance and screams, and carefully
observed my legs.
My fair legs were covered in scars, looking
horrible.
He used his hand to carefully stroke my leg,
but I felt my leg burning. I felt disgusted. I
wanted to vomit.
At this moment, the director seemed to be
standing there, whipping me while angrily
scolding, “You despicable woman, wipe away
those filthy thoughts from your mind. Stay
away from Mr. Weston. He belongs to
Gemma! Nobody likes you. How dare you
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chase after him? You shall die.”
I cried, holding my head. “Don’t hit me. I am
despicable. I am dirty. I deserve to die.”
Hector was both shocked and angry, “Who
taught you this? Why are your legs like this?”
I struggled to recall what had happened to my
legs.
It was on my first day entering that hospital.
On that day, I was mercilessly whipped by
that woman.
The whip was equipped with spikes and
coated with a high concentration of pepper
spray.
A single slap could cause excruciating pain.
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“How dare you seduce Mr. Weston? Mr.
Weston once said that your legs were
beautiful, right?” That woman smiled
maliciously. “Then I will destroy your legs first.
Let’s see how you are going to seduce him.
again.”
I cried miserably. But at that time, I was still
stubborn and unconvinced. “I didn’t seduce
him! Hector is my fiancé!”
“You unrepentant bitch!” The woman fiercely
whipped my legs, causing me to faint, and
then she woke me up by pouring ice water on
- me.
The demonic voice echoed in my ears over
and over again, “Mr. Weston belongs to my
niece, Gemma. Don’t fantasize about the man
who doesn’t belong to you!”
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The most terrifying thing was that, when
Hector occasionally came to see me, I would be beaten even more severely. I just lay
bloodily by the bedside. I was unable to get
- up.
My legs were repeatedly beaten and nobody
ever treated my wounds. For this reason, |
now had terrible scars on my legs. More than
that, I couldn’t even walk normally.
I attempted to seek help before, once in front
of Hector.
I was prepared to be beaten and mustered up
the courage to speak, “Hector, I don’t want to
stay here anymore. They…”
“Hector, my leg hurt again.” Gemma looked at
Hector softly with tears in her eyes.
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“Gemma, okay. We are leaving. Let’s go to
the hospital for a checkup. Hector comforted Gemma gently and then turned around to look
at me with a disgusted expression.
“Jenna, stop playing these tricks. Stay here
and make amends!”
“Hector, save me!” I screamed desperately,
trying to make Hector turn around.
But he didn’t. He firmly held Gemma as they
walked out.
Gemma turned around and gave a proud
smile. She said silently, “You just stay there.”
And I was grabbed by several caregivers, with
my mouth covered, and dragged back.
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That day, I suffered more torment than any
other time before.
They whipped me, picked at my fingernails,
and pressed my head into dirty water to
suffocate me. They carved the words
“worthless woman” on my back with a
needle…
“Do you really want to know why I became
like this now?” I looked at him in agony and
despair.
Before Hector could say anything, Gemma ran
over from the Weston’s place in a bathrobe.
She came over to hug Hector.
Gemma’s voice was sweet and soft. She
looked cute and innocent as she said,
“Hector, you went to pick up Jenna? Why
looked cute and innocent as she said,
“Hector, you went to pick up Jenna? Why
didn’t you bring me over?”
