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I felt the Weston’s place unfamiliar after I 

stepped into the house. It must have been a 

long time since I last came here, right? 

I hadn’t seen such a bright place for a long 

time. 

I lived in the corner of the toilet in the 

hospital, dark and damp. 

My fellow patients always physically assaulted 

me and verbally abused me. They scornfully 

cursed, “You despicable woman, you should 

feel honored since you can still sleep here.” 

They deliberately urinated in the place where I 

slept and threw dead mice there. They called 

it punishment against me. 

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They, with a sense of self–righteousness, 

joyfully judged me, the “home wrecker“. 

Living in such a dark and dirty place, my skin 

was covered in rashes. I felt itching and 

fearful. 

At the beginning, I repeatedly cried for help, 

“Hector, Hector, please save me!” 

I prayed that he would appear in front of me 

and take me out of this hell. 

At that time, Hector was busy protecting 

Gemma, finding the best doctors for her, and 

investing in ballet performances that she 

liked. 

They also sweetly kissed on the streets of 

Hogham… 

The director told me these things. She held 

the sweet evidence of Hector and Gemma in 

her hands and slammed my face heavily onto 

the ground, rubbing it. 

“Bitch, look carefully. Don’t have any 

unrealistic fantasies about Mr. Weston.” 

I felt hatred and sadness in my heart. I was 

weak and exhausted. 

I was brought to such a hell by Hector and 

Gemma, enduring inhuman torture every day 

with despair and pain. 

At the same time, they were together happily 

every day. 

The torment continued incessantly. My whole 

body was covered in injuries. I also suffered a 

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lot mentally. 

Finally, my heart became numb. My pride was 

shattered. My soul was crying. 

I no longer sought help, but sometimes I just 

stared at the ceiling and wondered why I was 

still alive. 

“Go sit on the sofa.” Hector frowned and 

glanced at me, “I’ll go get the first aid kit. 

Your chin is still bleeding.” 

I just realized that the Weston’s place had 

totally changed. 

It seemed like there was a new mistress in 

the family. 

The pink sofa that I liked had turned into a 

snowy white color and the fox pillow that I 

used to cuddle with while watching dramas 

was gone. 

Hector and I used to use two special–made 

cups that looked the same. I begged him to 

buy them one day, but they were now gone. 

Instead, there was a vase with a bouquet of 

red roses inside it. But I was allergic to pollen. 

I did not sit on the sofa. I quietly curled up on 

the carpet next to the sofa. 

I didn’t want to get beaten. The director said 

that someone as lowly as me only deserved to 

be in the corner. 

I couldn’t help but tremble when I 

remembered the taste of the beaten. 

Hector became impatient. “I told you to sit on 

the sofa, didn’t you hear me?” 

I was terrified. “I am dirty and lowly. How can 

I sit on the sofa? That is Ms. Madsen’s and 

your place.” 

Hector’s face darkened. “What on earth are 

you talking nonsense about? Mocking me 

with an expressionless face?” 

I mechanically forced out a smile and said, 

“I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. It’s 

my fault. I deserve to die!” 

Hector held his forehead. It seemed that he 

felt helpless. 

Gemma held Hector’s hand and said gently, 

“Don’t be angry, Hector. Jenna may be just 

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not used to life here. Anyway, she was just 

discharged from the hospital. 

“You go take a shower. You must be tired 

after a long day outside. I’ll take care of 

Jenna’s wound later.” 

Hector snorted coldly, but in the end, he still 

listened to Gemma and went in to take a 

shower. 

Gemma pressed the disinfectant cotton firmly 

on my wound. 

The stinging sensation of alcohol, made me 

almost cry in pain. 

Gemma laughed with satisfaction, firmly 

holding my head with both hands. 

“Life in the mental hospital is bad, right? I 

made sure they took good care of you.” 

Her eyes carried a threat as she said to me, 

“Bitch, I advise you to behave yourself and 

not seduce Hector. You probably don’t want 

to go back there, right?” 

I suddenly remembered the electric shock, the 

whip with thorns and pepper spray, my stinging fingers, and my bloody fingernails… 

I shuddered, with a sense of fear filling my 

eyes.