Randy looked adorable for being proud of knowing me, which amused me. Looking at the man standing under the sunset, I said softly, "Hi, Terence."

Terence Laris, the youngest son of the Laris family, was a big shot in the business world.

On the day I married Scott, he left without saying goodbye. Now he suddenly appeared, which surprised me.

Terence frowned as if he disliked the way I called him. He replied coolly, "Hi."

Randy suddenly let go of my hand. He jumped at Terence happily and hugged his thigh, "Terence, Chelsea is very beautiful, isn't she?"

I was a little embarrassed. When I looked up, I saw Terence eye to eye.

Perhaps because I had just experienced something too dirty, I felt ashamed when looking at his limpid eyes.

Terence glanced at me with the corners of his mouth slightly raised. He rubbed Randy's round little head with his big hand and answered seriously in a deep voice, "Yes, she's beautiful."

Randy jumped up and down happily, "Terence, please marry Chelsea. Scott is a bad guy. Chelsea is not happy with him."

I was so embarrassed that I subconsciously covered Randy's mouth with my hands, "Terence, this little guy is joking. Don't be serious."

At this moment, a gentle voice said, "Randy, come here."

Chloe was not far away and called Randy. She looked nervous as if she was afraid that I would hurt her son.

I forced a bitter smile and quickly let go of my hand.

I can't love Randy more.>

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"Mom!" Randy trotted over. He clumsily climbed into the wheelchair because of being chubby. He put his little hands around Chloe's neck and smiled brightly. He was talking about his remote control plane happily again.

Terence looked at me with deep eyes. He opened his mouth to say something but stopped.

However, I was so tired that I didn't want to talk with him. Therefore, I hurried into the main building of the villa.

After coming into the bedroom, I went straight into the bathroom. After taking off my clothes, I sat in the bathtub tiredly and ducked myself in the water.

Then I can leave here. It's so suffocating here.>

I was adopted by grandpa when I was a child. If I leave here, where should I go?>

I suddenly felt that my life was terrible. Just as I plunged into misery, the bathroom door was pushed open.

I sat up in a panic to grab a towel to cover my chest.

When seeing the man clearly, I almost lost control. I shouted, "What are you doing here? Get out!"

I was disappointed and even resentful of the man in front of me.

He didn't trust me. He not only slapped and scolded me but also left me alone in the hotel to be insulted by his mother!

However, Scott slammed the door and locked it as if didn't hear my words. "You're so horny that you went out to make love with others. Why are you pretending to be innocent? Since you're so dissolute, I'll fuck you until you feel sick!"

As he spoke, he pulled off his tie and undressed. He strode to approach me angrily.

I curled up tightly in the bathtub with my whole body tautening. He was despicable to me, but I was terrified, "Scott, I've already promised your mother a divorce. Don't go crazy here. Let's part friends."

"No way!" Scott pulled off his shirt and threw it away. He squatted by the bathtub, pinching my chin tightly and trying to kiss me on my mouth. It seemed that he felt my mouth was dirty. Then his kiss suddenly fell on my neck. He kissed me hard as if he had a grudge against me.

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"Lunatic, let me go!" I gasped in pain and tried to push him away. I couldn't even put on my clothes and jumped out of the bathtub to run out.

As the water splashed all over the ground, my feet slipped and I fell to the ground in a mess. There was a thump as I hit my body on the ground.

I was dizzy with such a sharp pain and felt all my bones broken.

Before I could catch my breath in the pain, my hair was grabbed so that I was dragged up from the ground.

I reached out to cover my chest and glared at him. His coldness broke my heart, and I couldn't stop trembling in pain.

It turned out that I loved a cold and heartless devil for many years!

Scott pulled my hand away and looked at my body viciously. He stared at the marks left last night, "Chelsea, look at how bitchy you are!"

He bit his inner cheek and threw me out.

I was thrown against the wall, while his strong body pressed me against the wall. His hands were on both sides so that I was imprisoned as a sinner.

I growled shyly and angrily, "Scott, don't you think I'm bitchy? Then don't touch me. Let me go!"

Hearing that, Scott froze. The corners of his mouth moved up, and a cold smile appeared. He glared at me with his cold eyes, "I didn't touch you, so you've been so lonely for four years that you asked someone else to fuck you. Now you don't want your husband to fuck you after sleeping with others."

Seeing him scolding me as if I was a slut, I was so angry that I shouted at him at the top of my lungs, "How can you do this to me? You know best how cold you have been to me all these years."

"Slap!"

He slapped my face and interrupted me.

With a gloomy face, Scott grabbed my waist savagely and turned me over easily. Then he pressed me from behind and pulled down his belt quickly.

My mind was filled with fear instantly. I recalled the pain and humiliation of being fucked by a strange man last night. I cried out in horror and helplessness, "No, please, don't do this to me, Scott, don't do this..."

My voice became hoarse, and tears streamed down my face. But I only got one sentence, "You must have growled in excitement like this last night under someone else's body!"

Suddenly, my heart seemed to be torn off by this sentence. It hurt me so much that I was numb and unable to struggle again.

Scott grabbed my waist and lifted me slightly. Just as he was about to ram his dick inside me, there was a knock on the door.

"Knock, knock, knock."

"Get out of here!" Scott roared and continued to rub his dick back and forth on me as if trying to make me desire his touch in this way so that I could cater to him.

I was shackled between the wall and his strong body, biting my lower lip in shame and anger. I had no desire but felt deeply disgusted.

When I was a child, people around me told me that Scott of the Laris family was my future husband, so I walked around him every day and shouted, "Scott, Scott."

Scott was a little bad because he often teased me, but he also doted on me.

He told me to grow up quickly and marry him.

I smiled and agreed, so I loved him before I was an adult.

'But even if I loved him, it was only once. From now on, I only see him as a stranger!'

There were still knocks on the door, "Mr. Laris, Terence is finding you and said that something was wrong with the project you took over yesterday."

That project might be very important. Hearing that, Scott immediately pulled up his pants and casually put on his clothes. He warned me, looking at me fiercely, "Chelsea, if you dare to tell grandpa that we're going to divorce, don't blame me for being rude to you!"

I slumped onto the ground against the wall in a mess, staring blankly at Scott, whose face suddenly twisted in fury. I didn't know how to react for a moment.

Scott probably thought I knew what to do. He straightened his collar with satisfaction, walked gracefully, and left dressed.

As soon as the door closed, I wiped away the tears from my face and quickly got up from the ground. As I was afraid that Scott would return and put on my clothes, I was going to run downstairs. When there were others around, he should not dare to do anything to me.

When walking out of the bedroom and passing by a study, Terence's deep angry voice came from inside, "It's really a shame for our Laris family that such a simple project can go wrong."

"Bang!"

Before he could finish speaking, I heard the sound of heavy objects falling suddenly. It was so stuffy that I couldn't stop shivering with fear.