Chapter 5
I bit down hard on my lip, trying to endure the pain shooting through me.
“I’m sorry, it’s all my fault.”
If I didn’t give in to Maxwell, who knows how much more humiliation I’d have to suffer from them.
Chelsea covered her mouth in surprise, then gave me a gentle smile.
“Suzanne, it’s not completely your fault that you lost the baby. I’m partly to blame, too.”
Maxwell wrapped his arms around her protectively.§
“Chelsea, this has nothing to do with you. It’s her body that’s weak.“N
I couldn’t even count how often I’d heard him say that.
Whenever Chelsea hurt me over the years, she pretended to apologize. Maxwell never even listened to my side of the story. He always blamed everything on me.&
She once stole a multimillion–dollar contract from the Fergusons and accused me of taking it. Because of her, the entire family hated me. Even Katherine died from the stress.
I didn’t know how long I knelt there before the silence was broken by a knock on the hospital room door. Maxwell stood up and kicked
- me.
“Go bring the food in.”
I stumbled to bring the meal in, blood still dripping steadily down my legs.
Chelsea shifted as I approached the bedside, whether intentionally or not, knocking the scalding hot soup from my hands.
The arm that was already flushed red instantly blistered and a few drops of soup splashed onto Chelsea’s hair.
Maxwell reacted instantly, shoving me to the floor and tenderly taking Chelsea’s hand.
“Chelsea, does it hurt?”
Tears welled up in Chelsea’s eyes as she shook her head, her gaze falling on me.§
“I’m fine. You should go check on Suzanne.“>
Only then did Maxwell remember that I was the culprit who had hurt Chelsea. He called the bodyguards in.”
“Lock her in the basement. Don’t let her out without my orders.“}
The word “basement” made my mind go blank. I lunged forward and clung to Maxwell’s pant leg, begging.
“It was all my fault! Please, don’t send me down there!”
My forehead was already bleeding from hitting the floor repeatedly. Maxwell sneered coldly.
Those men should teach you some manners.“}
My face paled. Every time I disobeyed him, Maxwell would lock me in with those thugs who had once tried to assault me.” The bodyguards dragged me to the basement. Soon after, several familiar voices drifted in from outside.
I trembled, shrinking into the corner, terrified of making any sound betraying my presence.
“Well, well, looks like Miss Sullivan got tossed aside by Mr. Ferguson again, huh?”
“If you’d just come with us back then, you wouldn’t suffer like this now.“>
Their slimy gazes roamed over my body and their hands reached for my chest.
The basement door burst open with a bang, followed by a few muffled screams from the men above.
I cautiously looked up and seeing that familiar face brought a wave of relief before I lost consciousness.
The next time I saw Maxwell and Chelsea was at the City Hall.
“Suzanne? Who let you out?“?
Maxwell frowned. In the past, when he “punished” me, no one had ever dared to plead for me, let alone release me privately. “Suzanne, are you here to congratulate Max and me?” Chelsea looked at me smugly.
“Suzanne, even if Grandma’s last wish was for me to marry you, I would never be with you.” Maxwell glanced at me, scoffing.
“Would following me here make me change my mind? You’re not even worth one of Chelsea’s fingers.“}
I smiled and raised my hand, the ring on my finger catching the light.
“I’m not here to stalk you. I’m here to get married.“}
