On The Tenth Year Of Our Marriage, My Husband Found A New Darling.

(Giselle's POV)

I grabbed my stomach as pain spread all over my body.

My eyes blurred and it became hard to see clearly but I could still see the pool of blood around me.

My heart throbbed, panic surging in but I was pulled back from my thoughts as Travis pulled my hair.

Tears spilled over as I screamed and begged, “Please… Please let go of me… It wasn't me… I promise… You can check the CCTV… I promise it wasn't me…”

I begged but he only pulled me fiercer.

“You're really good at scheming! Knowing that there were CCTVs, you already cut their connections beforehand! Don't you feel shameless to lie now?”

Pain surged through all my body. “I swear, it wasn't me, Travis!”

He only laughed loudly, before kicking me again. “How dare you still die? Don't you value your family? It was only you and Esther on the roof so, who else could it be if not you who pushed her?! Or, are you telling me that she deliberately fell from the roof herself and framed you?!”

My heart clenched and I nodded. But I was only met with a slap.

“How low can you get?! Esther is so injured and can't even stand properly and you're framing her?!”

My jaws dropped. Travis didn't believe me. He didn't believe a word I said. But that was the truth!

Esther had called me. She had told me that she was willing to leave Travis if she gave her a million dollars. But instead, as soon as she went there, Esther laughed, and jumped from the roof.

But Travis didn't believe me. No one believed me.

At the time Esther fell, everyone saw me standing on the roof. And, rumours spread. I had pushed Esther. Even Travis didn't believe me.

“Look Giselle, confess to your crime, and pay for what you should. Otherwise, I promise you, you'll be much worse off than you would be in prison.”

A drop of tear slid down my cheeks. “You want me to go to… prison…?”

“How dare you quibble here after all you have done? Do you know how low the stocks have fallen?! And, you should pay for what you did!”

I looked up at him, and pleaded again, “But… I didn't… I didn't push her… How can I confess to a crime I didn't even commit?!”

My voice roared at the silent room. Travis’ face darkened as he kicked me harder this time.

“You still won't admit, right?! How low have you become! You've become just like your father — headstrong, scheming, degenerate, a bloody bastard!”

I glared at him and this time I stood up straight and I pushed him with all my strength, rage building inside me. “What did you call my father?! How could you fucking call my father like that?!”

Travis scoffed. “What should I call him then? He's just an ungrateful wolf, who's eyeing for the company, and so are you! You forgot who all of this belongs to!”

Tears streamed down. “He helped you manage the company. He's also the one who stabilized your position as the manager. How could you call him that when he has done so much for you?!” I thundered but again, Travis lost his temper and slapped me hard.

Blood spat out from my mouth but all I could feel was my heart shattering to pieces.

Before I could speak, Travis grabbed me by my neck and cuffed me in chains.

I panicked. “Wh—what are you doing?”

Travis sneered. “Since you aren't going to learn it the easy way, you need to be taught a lesson, wouldn't you?”

My heart throbbed in fear as I watched Travis bring a hammer towards me slowly.

I shook my head in fear begging him to let me go but he remained adamant.

“Esther has a total of four fractures in her left hand. Don't you have to double back the pain then?”

I shook my head in fear and cried at him as I struggled to escape but it was futile.

Travis grabbed my left hand mercilessly as he emotionlessly, cold-bloodedly struck the hammer on my hand.

“Argh!!!” I screamed at the top of my lungs as pain spread all over.

I could barely keep myself awake but then again — he struck.

This time I felt as if something broke inside me.

“Travis… please…” I tried to beg but I had no strength to utter any words…

Travis looked at me with no expression as he struck for the third time.

Blood spilled over, and by this time, my dress was drenched in blood.

Distanced away from me, there was a mirror.

I couldn't look clearly but my heart thumped in fear as I watched myself in horror.

I shut my eyes close, heart thumping loudly as I couldn't bear to look at myself.

But then he struck again and I screamed harder.

It felt like someone was breaking and cutting me into pieces and when I looked at my hands in the mirror — I was horrified. Blood dripped and flesh from my arm severed themselves.

I thought that it was over. But Travis had no plan to stop yet. He struck me again.

I pleaded, “Please… I beg you… Please… don't do this…”

Travis only laughed. “Look at the hammer. It doesn't have any edge, and you have thrown Esther from the 30th floor! She could have died! You're let off easy that she didn't die… Otherwise…” he grunted before he struck again.

This continued for the eighth time.

My left hand stung with pain and it felt like burning. I tried to move my hand but it was futile. My hand had become numb.

Tears streamed down but Travis only mocked, “Don't pretend. I've asked the guards to send me a hammer which doesn't have any edges. You're let off very easily!”

I scoffed at his words. I— was let off easy? My flesh almost dropped and my hand almost severed from the body! How can it not hurt? I didn't even do anything… And, he was willing to believe that woman’s lies…

Travis pulled my cheeks at anger. “I hate this spiteful look of yours! That look, which is arrogant and looks down on everyone! I should've specifically asked for an edged hammer so that it'd hurt you!”

I clenched my teeth. “You're the ungrateful wretch! It was my father who helped you gain your current position… And, it was me who donated you bone marrow, and stayed by your side. Have you forgotten all of that?!”

Travis' eyes lit up. Not with realisation but with rage as he slapped me again.

“How long are you going to manipulate me like this?! You manipulated me into marriage and to believe in your lies! I had already paid you for everything but you and your wretched father want to get everything!”

I scoffed. I manipulated him into marriage?

Tears dripped down my face. I had no idea this is what he thought about me…

I gathered my strength to rub the tears on my face and looked at Travis, my feelings and heart numb from all the pain he already caused me.

“Let's get a divorce.”

Travis' face darkened with anger and he again cuffed me. “You want to escape without paying a price for your crime? No way!” He grunted as he was about to do something.

But his phone rang.

Travis frustratedly checked the call but as soon as he saw the caller ID, his face lit up, and he immediately picked it up.

I didn't need to check who it was. It was Esther.

“Travis, my body is hurting again… Can you accompany me? It hurts so much…” Esther’s sultry voice came from the other side.

There was no trace of gasps, and pain in her voice. How could Travis be fooled by her?

But Travis' face etched with worry. “I'll come over immediately.”

As he cut the call, it was as if Travis had forgotten all about what had happened previously.

He turned cold again, and ordered, “Stay here, quietly.”

I panicked. “Travis, let me go! I need to go to the hospital right away!”

He scoffed. “No way! Don't even plan to take a step out of this place. It's not as serious as Esther anyways!”

I panicked, trying to break free as I was continuously losing blood but it didn't help. Travis only enjoyed my helplessness before he made way out of the room, in a hurry.

Tears continued to drop as I suppressed the pain in my heart. He didn't care at all about my pain… my life…