In prison, I was “taken care of” by people on the Gavin family’s payroll. It was the old–timer who saved me, who protected me, who taught me his skills. He taught me more than just massage; he taught me how to kill with a single blow, and how to incapacitate an opponent in seconds. When I got out, I considered killing them all. It was the only way to be sure Sofia was safe. But I knew I couldn’t get all of them, so I didn’t act. That left only one option: earn the money and pay back the debt. Which is why I let Roxanne take me to Mrs. Fang’s
“You said you didn’t want me anymore because you were afraid of dragging me down with you.”
“And you killed Gideon because he was going to come after me.
“And you publicly degraded me because you knew it was the only way to make those bullies stop.”
“I know it all now!” Sofia sobbed.
s villa.
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I shot to my feet, pushing her away, and let out a broken, laughing cry. “Sofia, I’m begging you, don’t do this! I don’t deserve it! On my wan in prison, they they made.
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I shot to my feet, pushing her away, and let out a broken, laughing cry. “Sofia, I’m begging you, don’t do this! I don’t deserve it! On my very first day
in prison, they… they made me pick up the soap! All night long!”
It was true. I was filthy, broken beyond repair.
But Sofia just shook her head, rushing forward to hug me again. “I don’t care. I don’t care about any of it.”
She suddenly lifted her left wrist and ripped off the medical tape. Underneath was a wide, pale scar.
“Jason, when you said you were leaving me, I told you! I told you that if you really left, I would die!”
“But you left
anyway. So I tried to kill myself. I held your picture and I did it. But the
saved me.”
She pointed to her own neck. “If you leave me again, this time, I’ll slit my throat. In a way that no one can save me.”
My heart shattered all over again. The pain was so intense I wanted to scream.
I pulled her into a tight embrace, the words I had kept locked away for so long finally spilling out. “Sofia, I have always, always loved you. From the first day I ever flirted with you, I was secretly in love with
you. I still am.”
Later, Sofia brought in one of her business partners, a powerful heiress from the capital, who helped us clean up the mess in our city for good.
Then, we got married.
She was busy with her career, and I was busy waiting for her to come home, giving her massages, and preparing her therapeutic meals.
One day, my mother died. She was drunk and got hit by a car while crossing the street. The driver was a woman who had been following all the traffic laws. I immediately signed a letter of forgiveness. I even apologized to her. Because in my mind, hitting my mother had only dirtied her car.
My name is Sofia. I grew up poor, but not without pride.
People say that the less educated you are, the more you favor sons over daughters. My parents weren’t like that. They always said that if they could afford it, they wanted both me and my brother to finish college, because they believed it was a beautiful experience, and that to miss it wou-
Id be a lifelong regret.
Unfortunately, fate was never kind to us.
My dad was injured at work with no compensation. My brother was hurt. My mom got sick from the stress.
What was I supposed to do? What could I do?
Get a job? Could any job earn me five hundred thousand dollars in a short amount of time? Of course not.
I thought of the school’s most notorious playboy. His name was Jason. He’d flirted with me once. It seemed my only option was to sell my body.
At least he’s handsome, I told myself. It could be worse.
So, I went to him.
To my surprise, he agreed to the money but didn’t force me to do anything. Even when I went to his house, he didn’t touch me. Sometimes I’d fall asleep at my desk, and I’d wake up with a blanket over me. I knew it was him.
And then, I fell in love with him. Hopelessly, completely.
Even when the other girls humiliated me, I never thought about giving up.
Until I heard him say it with my own ears. That I was just a dog he kept, that I wasn’t even worthy of his bed.
The pain was immense. My heart felt like it was being pierced by a thousand needles.
So became even bolder, but he still rejected me, lying that he’d just slept with someone else.
Then, he suddenly broke up with me, leaving me the penthouse. And then he was gone.
I was in pain for a long time. No, I was always in pain. But I channeled that pain into motivation. I told myself I had to succeed, and then I would throw that success in Jason’s face.
Love that curdles into hate is a twisted thing.
Two years later, I found out where he was. I learned he had been in prison, and was now working as a masseur.
vip will someone else.
Then, he suddenly broke up with me, leaving me the penthouse. And then he was gone.
I was in pain for a long time. No, I was always in pain. But I channeled that pain into motivation. I told myself I had to succeed, and then I would throw that success in Jason’s face.
Love that curdles into hate is a twisted thing.
Two years later, I found out where he was. I learned he had been in prison, and was now working as a masseur.
I found him, and I took all my pain and turned it into humiliation for him. But I didn’t feel any satisfaction. Instead, I sensed he was hiding somethi- ng.
It was only when I dug up the truth that I realized I had no right to hate him. He was a man I could never love enough.
After everything we went through, we were finally together.
His heart, like his body, was covered in a thousand wounds.
But I know that as long as he has me, I can heal every single one of them.
