When I woke up in the hospital, it was already evening.

I woke up my sister Chloe and she cried, throwing herself into my arms.

"Zella, I'm not treating the illness anymore. You should divorce Logan!"

"He made you have an allergic reaction to alcohol and sent you to the hospital this time. Next time, he might just take your life."

I shook my head and covered Chloe, who wanted to say something, with my hand. My gaze fell on the man outside the ward.

The man's eyes were mocking, with deep sarcasm, as if saying, "Zella, why are you so despicable? I almost killed you, and you still won't leave me."

I looked away, and the bitterness of alcohol seemed to have not completely faded.

I wondered how I and Logan ended up like this.

Logan and I have known each other since childhood, but he didn't like me.

Even often played some pranks on me.

After losing my voice in an accident, his behavior became even more extreme.

Although there were always people who helped me out.

But it still left a permanent damage in my heart.

I was afraid of him, feared him, and stayed away from him.

But the wheel of fate still pushed me towards him.

My parents disappeared in a car accident, Chloe seriously ill, and the Jones company was also coveted. In the midst of internal and external troubles, it was my mother's best friend, Logan's mother Dora, who found me.

"Zella, you know, only when you are closer to me can I help you."

I figured. This is also the sorrow of our aristocratic families.

We enjoy the shelter of the family, which means we have to pay for the family.

Before getting married, he found me and had a calm conversation with me for the first time.

"Being my wife? It's not that easy."

"I'll give you a chance to break off the engagement."

I shook my head and was defeated by his mocking gaze.

Logan slowly said with a cold voice, "Since you don't want to break off the engagement, then you'll have to endure it in the future!"

"You don't have a chance anymore!"

I knew what it meant to have no chance.

Probably, starting from that day.

I would return to his shadow.

Chloe was taken away by the person brought by Logan.

The empty ward only had the two of us.

He looked down at me from above.

With a handsome face, he had a hint of playfulness.

"Little mute, I suddenly realized that your weak appearance is more attractive than many times before."

My heart tightened, and I hurriedly pressed the emergency button on the bed, but it was too late. My hands were already tightly held and placed above my head.

Logan forcefully took away my breath.

Silent, I was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, being violated recklessly.

I desperately shook my head, my eyes pleading, hoping he would show me some mercy, but it only intensified his perverted desire.

"Isn't it pitiful? But, isn't this what you deserve?"

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't run, so now you can't escape anyway."