"This way, you won't get lost in the future." Anthony leaned closer to the glass. His eyes were eerie, like a demon's. "No…no…I can't die…" Anne fell on the floor listlessly. The temperature forced her to lean against the glass door as if trying to grasp for the fresh air from the outside. "Let go of me…I can't die…I have tried to get out of your sight. Why did you bring me back…" Her words had no effect. She looked up to see Anthony's dark and demon-like eyes staring down at her as though trying to kill her! Anne clung to her chest in pain as her tears fell. "No…I promise you never to run away again. I won't run away. Let me out…I don't want to die, I won't try to run again…" With that said, she fell on the floor due to the lack of air. Her vision was turning blurry, but the tall and black figure outside the glass door was still as clear as day like a demon struck into her weakened consciousness. When the black shadow took over her entire vision, she fainted with tears st
The bathroom door was opened without warning. Anne, who was inside, froze. She watched the intimidating man, who suddenly appeared, nervously. Anthony glared at her and said, "You locked the door on my property? Who gave you the permission?"Anne was unable to refute it. This was indeed not her room. The Curve, including herself now, belonged to Anthony. However, she could not tell him why she locked the door. "I'm… scared…" Anne said weakly. Anthony fixed his sharp gaze on her phone and ordered, "Give it to me." Anne realized what he was after, and she tightened her grip on the phone. She did not expect Anthony to come at this hour. She was unprepared… "Don't make me repeat myself!" Anthony's aggressive voice resonated in the bathroom. Anne was fearful. She dared not wait any longer and had no choice but to hand out her phone. When Anthony got hold of her phone, her heart quickened uncontrollably. She was afraid that he might find out her secret… When Anthony
Anne flushed. She knew that was Anthony's aim: to humiliate her! However, this was probably not the worse part. As expected, Lennon's face changed. "What does he mean?" "Is this your new client? No wonder I haven't seen you for so long. Is he paying more than I do?" The man continued humiliating her by saying, "Tell me, how much is he paying? I'll double it." Anne glanced upstairs again. Anthony was still there with a wine glass in hand as he looked down amusingly. "Is he serious?" Lennon changed his attitude toward her. "Could it be fake? If you don't believe me, you may ask around the people here. I'm telling the truth." With that said, the man pulled over a bartender and pointed at Anne. "Do you know her?" "Yes, I do. One of our customers' favorites," The bartender replied. He then pulled over another bartender, and he said the same thing. Anne looked around at the customers and bartenders here. They were either doing their things or looking at her nonchalantly. T
Anthony was not trying to murder the man. He was merely making an example of her! Anne stood by the roadside, and she looked ahead with blurry vision. When a taxi drove past and dropped off a passenger, Anne went in without hesitation. After the door was shut, she quickly told the driver, "To the police station." The driver ignited the engine and started driving. Anne's hands on her knees were shaking. She wanted to seek protection. Even if she could not leave Luton, she had to expose Anthony's cruelty at least. The taxi pulled over in front of the police station, and Anne rushed out. The police station was still lit up as they were working overtime. Nobody seemed to have noticed her as she went in, even though she looked like a lost deer in the woods. Anne walked over to the office by the side, and she looked around instinctively. A moment later, she halted as her eyes were fixed on a certificate on the wall with a sharp red stamp. What caught her attention was the
Anne was seldom ill. For the sake of her kids, she dared not get ill, let alone be unconscious for three days. This had never happened. She thought her health was alright until she returned to Luton and the demonic Anthony had his eyes on her. Within half a month, she became very ill from the threats and mental tortures she had been withstanding… "Eat something!" Kathryn received the food sent over by the maid. The maid readjusted Anne's pillow to allow her to sit up comfortably. Seeing that Kathryn was feeding her, Anne was shocked. Kathryn smiled and said, "It's okay. It's my job to see you recover." Anne did not say much and opened her mouth to eat. She was listless, and even her eyes hurt. She had no appetite, but for the sake of her kids, she had to push through… After she had eaten, she leaned on the pillow and shut her eyes. She fell asleep not long after. When she woke again, Kathryn was changing the intravenous for her. "You are awake? Are you feeling bette
After Anne had recovered, she went downstairs for food. It was no longer a feast of seafood but normal food. Furthermore, when she tried walking out of the Royal Mansion, nobody tried to stop her. It seemed that she was no longer restricted, and she could move as she pleased. Yet, she knew that this place was heavily secured, and she could not get away. Only with Anthony’s permission could she leave… One afternoon, Anne called for a taxi and went to town. Anthony was seldom seen in the Royal Mansion. This did not seem like his home, and nobody knew his daily schedule. However, even though she could not see him, Anne still felt that he was in control… She walked on the street by herself. She had been in Luton for over half a month, yet she had not been breathing the air as fresh as this moment. She looked up at the sun, and the glare caused her eyes to become teary. She wondered when she could leave. Anne stopped by the side and saw a cosmetic surgery hospital.
Anne lowered her eyes and smiled weakly. "Really?" "I heard that… Anthony also went to Uncle's anniversary party. I hope he didn't do anything to you?" Tommy uttered. "No… nothing, I left not long after…" Anne did not want to talk about Anthony. Mentioning his name made it hard to breathe. "If he's troubling you, tell me. I will help you," Tommy said. Anne was touched. When she used to be helpless, Tommy helped her. It had been a long time since, and she could recognize him right away. Now that Anthony was tormenting her, she bumped into Tommy, and he even helped her to get a job at the surgery clinic. He helped her a lot, and she was grateful. Perhaps when one was helpless, one would seek safety subconsciously… "Why did Anthony come back to Luton?" Anne pretended as if she knew nothing. "I'm not sure. Nobody from the family knows either." Tommy frowned slightly. Anne's heart sank. "Have you been in touch with him?" "Not since he cut his ties with the Marwood fa
She moved in that night. She locked the door and lay down in bed. She slept peacefully that night, even if she had to wake up at midnight to video call her kids. This place was much safer than the Royal Mansion. After working in the surgery clinic for a few days, Anne was beginning to look like an ordinary working woman instead of an abused one. One day, after she finished her morning shift, she went into the toilet when her phone vibrated. When she saw an unknown number, she halted. She did not know who was calling and assumed it was Anthony. If it was him, she dared not answer. After unlocking her screen, she answered, "Hello?" "Anne, it's me." Anne was relieved. "Oh, what is it?" "I just got out of the office and will be passing by your workplace. Want to have lunch?" Anne instantly recalled the warning from Anthony, and she turned down, "Sorry, I still have work to do, and I don't feel like going out." "I see, that's fine. Get some rest. We will meet an