Chapter 3

Chapter 3

"I truly apologise." In a low voice, Naomi responded. The room was suddenly filled with Allen's chortling sound. Naomi's heart started racing really fast out of the blue.

She was able to make out the bulge that he had down below. Immediately, she began to shake.

She was already so wounded and tired. They had also done it some minutes ago, can't he spare her for a day?

"No… I'm sorry… Please don't do this." Naomi trembled. Because she had just been through that experience this morning, her body is unable to handle it once more.

"I have chosen you to be my wife, Naomi. You have a responsibility to take me whenever it is that I ask you to do so. Do not put me in the position of having to smack you again like I did this morning."

Allen drew Naomi into a closer proximity to himself, to the point that she could feel his breath on her face. After that, he lifted her by the waist and flung her on the bed in an aggressive manner.

When Naomi's head collided with the nightstand, she let out a painful groan. Allen went on top of her and kissed her forcibly, she did not even have time to register the pain, he took off his shirt and flung it away.

"If there's one thing you should be thankful for, it's the fact that your body excites me to the point that I never become bored with it." He moaned and continued to push himself into her without pausing.

Throughout the time that she waited for him to finish, Naomi's eyes were wide open and unfocused as she stared at the ceilings. Her mouth and nose started to fill with blood, and she could feel her eyes shutting. Her neck and ears also started to fill with blood. Allen was choking her.

The world was getting dark, still, Allen did not stop. It wasn't until he was completely content that he distanced himself from her.

"You can go out. I'm through dealing with you." Allen said to Naomi, whose eyes were closed and who appeared to be unconcerned with the outside world.

"Naomi? Are you sleeping?" Allen made a snide remark before using his legs to shove her off the bed. Her unconscious body slammed down onto the floor with a resounding thump.

"Naomi? What the heck is wrong with you?" When some time had passed, he finally understood that she was unconscious.

"Mum, call the driver quickly so he can help me bring Naomi out to the hospital!” Allen yelled as the entire household descended into complete chaos at that same moment.

Naomi had passed out suddenly.

Beep. Beep. Beep.

Naomi's ears were filled with the beeping sounds of the monitor, "Where… Where exactly am I?" She whispered. The man who was standing next to the window heard her soft voice and became alarmed.

He walked towards her quickly and stopped her from getting up.

"You're in the hospital, Miss. You were brought here by a gentleman. He claimed that he witnessed you passing out on the road, he also paid your hospital bills before leaving.” The doctor responded.

"A driver saw me on the road?" Naomi repeated. A bitter smirk crossed Naomi's face. Allen really was so wicked to her even until this time. He didn't even want anyone to know that she's his wife.

"Are you okay? Do you need help?" The doctor stated once again. As Naomi finally looked up, she found herself staring into the eyes of the doctor.

Naomi was unable to get a good look at his features because the bottom part of his face was hidden by a mask and he was wearing spectacles with gold rims that sat on his nose.

"I don't need help. Can I go back home?”

"A… Are you sure? You are in no condition to walk. You have a shattered rib, and you have so many other injuries.”

"I don't want to repeat myself. Can I get discharged now?" He was interrupted by Naomi. The doctor took a moment to pause and look at her intently, they became entranced in each other's eyes.

Naomi's dark eyes betrayed the hopelessness and misery that was roiling inside of her, and he could see it. He did not waste a single second and immediately severed their eye contact.

"I will assist you with the necessary steps to get you discharged from the hospital. Kindly hold on for a moment." He murmured to Naomi, who gave a slight nod in response. She would be spared from the beatings as long as she was able to return home before it became dark outside.

A few minutes later, he returned with a second person, a female nurse, who assisted Naomi in removing her hospital gown and putting on the clothes she was wearing before being brought to the hospital.

"Here you go. During this time, you should take extra care to avoid doing anything that could be considered taxing. Not only is your body physically fragile, but you have also suffered from a number of miscarriages, which has harmed your womb. I think it's best if you take a break from sexual activity for a little period." The doctor suggested but Naomi maintained her silence.

He was unaware of the fact that she had no control over whether or not she had sexual relations.

"If you would please allow me, Miss Naomi, I would like to say one thing." Naomi nodded her approval to him by lifting her head from its bowed position and angling it to the side.

"Staying with that individual will not be beneficial to you in any way. You need to have courage and find a method to free yourself from this situation no matter what it takes; else, you will always be on the receiving end."

Naomi blinked. What exactly was this guy going on about? Even if one person liked her, it wouldn't change the fact that she is despised by the rest of her family and her partner.

Who exactly was Allen Bryan? A man with enough money to buy up to two companies in one go. If he gave the order to eliminate a person, then that person will be eliminated without a doubt.

If they had a divorce, on the other hand, would he even consider doing anything to her at all? It's possible that he will forget all about her existence altogether. But how can she convince him to end their marriage quickly?

"Miss…"

"I am sorry to bother you, but I must get going. I am grateful to you for the kind treatment." Naomi got up from the hospital bed and walked out of the ward once she had finished her treatment.

Naomi walked slowly along the shoulder of the road. She was ultimately able to determine her whereabouts after inquiring with the people surrounding her.

What heartless people the Bryan family was. They drove her to a hospital that was probably between ten and twenty miles distant from the residence when they took her there. They were unable to send anyone, not even a run-down car to pick her up.

Naomi ducked her head and covered her face with her bony palms as she bowed her head. Anyone who saw her would assume that she is a homeless woman living on the streets. Her clothing was in tatters, and her ribs were visible through the skin that covered her tummy. Her current appearance was comparable to that of a stick.

Naomi resumed her stroll after taking a brief break of one minute. She did not arrive at the estate until far into the night, and by the time she did, the gates had been closed and locked.

She tried opening the gates but was shocked by the security guard’s voice.

"Oi! That somebody going through the gates! I would advise you to halt your activity before the owner comes out to see... Miss Naomi?" Naomi was breaking out in a cold sweat when a security guard stepped outside and observed her. It was extremely difficult for her to maintain her balance because her entire body was shaking so violently.

"You… Could you kindly open the gates? I need to…"

"Miss Naomi… What exactly are you doing here?”

“What?" Naomi murmured. How could he ask her that question when she had been living here for a long time? He knows that she has been living here for the past three years!

Seeing that she looked confused, the security guard continued, "Have you not received any information? You are no longer the wife of Allen Bryan.”