Filed to story: A Sacrificial Lambs Unexpected Marriage
He took her out of the Red Velvet room, went to a small wooden house, threw her into the bathroom, and coldly said a few words: “Take off your clothes. Wash your dirty body!”
He closed the door and let her shower.He stood on the balcony of the room, holding a cigarette in his slender fingers. He smoked a lot, three in a row.
The third cigarette butt had gone out in the ashtray. He turned his head, his red phoenix eyes fixed the bathroom door. As if a long century had passed, she still hadn’t come out.
Stepping forward on his long legs, he put his big hand on the doorknob, wanting to open the door.
However, he couldn’t open it because she locked the door inside.
His heart sank, and he suddenly had a bad feeling. He raised his leg and kicked the door.
The door opened, and he walked in. He stepped on the water all over the floor. The water in the bathtub spilled out, and under the water, there was a graceful figure lying.
Her beautiful black hair was scattered in the water, and her white bodice was wavy, giving her a cold and dust-free appearance. She closed her eyes, her bright red lips curled into a smile. That smile was so charming, gentle, and peaceful.
She committed suicide.
She wanted to commit suicide by drowning.
His black pupils shrank vehemently. He didn’t know how he went forward and how he hugged her from the water. He hugged her and placed her on the large soft bed in the room, time and time again performing CPR for her.Her small face was pale, lifeless.
She died.
Was she dead?
His handsome face was expressionless, his large hands overlapping her breasts, pressing down. He didn’t know what he was doing. If she didn’t wake up, he would press down forever.
A long time later, when he was about to go numb, she spat out a mouthful of water and regained consciousness.
Her beautiful almond eyes slowly opened, staring blankly at the crystal chandelier overhead, a few seconds later she muttered: “Alive… Why am I still alive?”
She asked why she was still alive.
He was panting, his shirt and trousers soaked with water, sweat running down his handsome cheeks. He looked down at her, wishing he could strangle her to death.
He didn’t know how she committed suicide.
All her tenderness was fake. She just wanted to deal a fatal blow to him.
All she remembered was her first love, Marcus, and he was just a demon that forced and raped her. She doesn’t care about him.
Why did she commit suicide?
Could it be… Every second and every minute spent with him made her so unbearable that she would. rather die than get rid of him.
Alpha strode into the tub, unbuckled his belt, and roughly possessed her.
The woman lying under him didn’t even complain of pain. She just looked at him and smiled: “Alpha, I haven’t showered yet, don’t you feel dirty?”
He froze.
“Ha ha ha, Alpha, you feel disgusted with me, right? Yes, it’s this disgusting feeling. Every time I kiss you or lie under you, I get this feeling.”
He quickly closed his red eyes and then stared at her against the cold bathtub wall.
She convulsed in pain but didn’t complain, her fingernails scraping his muscles with deep blood stains. She cried out, “Alpha, get out! Don’t touch me. If you want to vent, go find another woman!TM She told him to find another woman!
He froze very quickly. As the number one noble in the merchant world of Imperial, he was born an arrogant child, unable to change his pride and dignity, but at this time she trampled all his pride and dignity.
He pulled out and left.He hasn’t returned for a few days, and she hasn’t actively contacted him. These days were interrupted because Anabelle suddenly became pregnant.She was one month pregnant.
He counted every day. This child was conceived by her and Marcus that night.
She was pregnant with another man’s child.
What she had in her belly was an illegitimate child.
He started getting drunk outside, having to use alcohol to paralyze himself. Only in this way could he restrain himself from coming to her. He thought he would strangle her to death. This woman was spoiled by him, but how dare she… How dare she hurt him like that?
At this moment, Lily came to find him.
He always knew what Lily thought of him. Before, he had never given her a chance to get close to him. Not once. But this time it’s different. Didn’t Anabelle tell him to find another woman? He didn’t know if her heart hurt or if she was jealous.
So he gave Lily a chance. He pretended to be drunk and let her take him to the president’s room.
That night, Lily always assumed she slept with him. She would never know that the man that night wasn’t him at all, but the one he was looking for to replace.
Later that night, Lily became pregnant too.
Anabelle and Lily became pregnant, respectively. He began to pretend to be close to Lily and accepted all of her provocations. He knows that Lily often comes to the Red Velvet room with her big belly to find Anabelle and provoke her, but she doesn’t respond.
She didn’t seem to care that Lily was pregnant with his child, but it seemed a little different. Because during that time, she lost weight rapidly, her me ntal state also started to deteriorate. Holding the pen for a long time, she seemed to have given up on her favorite Fly Jewelry design, and her whole body was silent and empty. The ser vant said she had been alone in her room all day.
If she still cares and worries about something in the outside world, it’s Deacon.
Deacon is always by her side except when studying. The boy curiously touched her big belly and asked, “Mom, is there my sister or my brother in your womb?”
She’ll laugh, “Deacon, do you want a brother or a sister?”
“Hmm… Although I really want a little sister, I feel like this is like a little brother.”
She only talked to Deacon and only had that boy in her eyes. Since he left that night, she never actively contacted him again, as if she had forgotten about him.
He hadn’t touched her in a long time. He never thought before what kind of girl he would love, and now, besides her, he can’t love anyone else.
He found himself starting to miss her, but because of his pride and dignity, he would never allow him to take the initiative to go back to her.
At that moment, Lily offered to take Deacon back and raise him.
He agreed.
Lily’s petty thoughts weren’t enough for him to appreciate. What he thought was Anabelle loved Deacon so much. If Lily took Deacon away, she would definitely come to him and beg him.
As expected, that night, she came to see Lily. He returned earlier than the original schedule, so he waited for her.
But he didn’t expect that she was carrying a knife. Since she committed suicide by drowning and was saved by him, she carried a knife again.
Panic rose in his heart. He raised his hand and slapped her hard.
At that time she was as thin as a paper kite. When he slapped her, she fell to the ground, the right side of her face red and swollen.
His hands trembled. This girl was deeply respected and loved by him. When he was in the most pain, he didn’t want to touch her but he did slap her hard.
He knelt down and hugged her tightly. At that time he was very scared, really scared. He was afraid that one day she would leave him.
He felt that she was the grain of sand that he held tightly in the palm of his hand. The more he holds. onto it, the faster it will go away.
Could it be… Did she really hate herself this much?
After that, he took the opportunity to return to the Red Velvet room, pushed a lot of work, and started to be with her.
It was unknown what happened, her body and mind weren’t good, and her taste was very poor. He forced her to eat, and she would obediently obey, but then, she spat out all the food she just ate.
The doctor had told him privately that she was pregnant with a son.
This boy has a very quiet temperament, and he will probably he like her when he grows up. Alpha didn’t think so at the time, but in the years that followed, as he saw Marvin’s increasingly cold and elegant appearance, he actually found him to be very similar to her.
At that time he had no intention of keeping this child. He would also never allow his woman to give birth to a son for another man.
However, her health wasn’t good. If she was forced to have an abortion, the doctor said she would definitely not be able to bear it. Moreover, she already hated him so much that he actually felt a little timid, afraid that he would really push her into a desperate situation.
So he waited until she was pregnant and gave birth prematurely in September before doing it.
The Red Velvet room was filled with his people. He wanted to use some tricks to cause this child to die. It would be easy.
But he didn’t expect her to be keenly aware of it. At that time, she gave birth prematurely. She lay on the bed, covered in cold sweat. She was so fragile, but at that time, she exuded so much energy and became so determined. She scolded all the doctors and nurses away. When the amniotic fluid was low and the fetus was about to suffocate, she took the doctor’s scalpel, cut open her abdomen, and took out the baby inside.
She wasn’t under anesthesia but just held the baby by cesarean section. Before she could see the baby, she fell backward.
The child naturally fell into his arms.
At that time, he was holding the newborn Marvin, who was very small because he was born prematurely, and he didn’t cry when he was taken out. Anabelle lay weakly on the bed, blood soaking the bed sheets, large patches of blood still there, dripping down to make a “plop plop”
sound. With difficulty, she raised her small hand and grabbed the corner of his shirt: “Give me back the baby!”
He hugged Marvin, looking down at her. He said, “You know, I can’t stand this child.”
Her eye sockets immediately turned red.
“Besides, this baby didn’t cry when he was born. He’s already dead.”
He lied.
Hearing the news that the child had died, large tears fell from her eyes, and soon she fell into a coma. Then he gave Marvin to Lily to raise. Lily never knew that the child she gave birth to was stillborn and that Marvin was Anabelle’s biological child.
Gradually, the wound on Anabelle’s body began to heal, but the wound in her heart had no cure. She became very quiet, refusing to say a word to him. But he kept her locked by his side until one night when he woke up from a sharp pain, he saw in her hand a pair of scissors, and the sharp blade had injured his vital organ.
The lights in the Red Velvet room were bright, and all the doctors ran over. His expression was so dark that it could drop water. He looked at her coldly, only to find out when she had fled to the high podium of the Red Velvet room.
She was so beautiful that day, her beautiful almond eyes became so tender. She tenderly looked at the world, everyone, and everything.
However, she didn’t look at him.