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His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 46 The Fear Of The Unknown
The woman told me her name was Fiona. At first, Fiona's boyfriend lied about going abroad with his best friend to make a fortune. He tricked Fiona into going with him. Fiona was tempted, but her boyfriend sold her to the Karr brothers, who owned the boat. Fiona's boyfriend counted the money in front of her and left without looking back.Fiona was kept in a cabin where the women were sold by their families or partners. No one knows where they will be sold. They were confined like piglets in a small space, and the guards would come by regularly to deliver food, but the food was limited, so the hungry women fought like mad for it. Then the watchman stood aside and laughed as if he were watching a play."Sometimes the Karr brothers allow the guards to come in and have some fun," Fiona whispered. "When their d.icks are itchy, they'll f.uck any woman they want!""Right here?" Every time I open my mouth, my brain stings like it's being ripped apart by a steel wire."Yes, right here!" Fiona s
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 47 Pudding Island
When the sun came up over the sea, the hateful men finally let me down and threw me back into the cabin again. This time my body was weaker and I didn't even have the strength to crawl. I searched desperately for Fiona. She wasn't in the crowd.Is she not coming back?Just as I was feeling regretful, a pair of hands gently stroked my back and I finally saw Fiona. Her face was scarred and her eyes were numb. I'm afraid to ask her if the men did anything to her last night. I'm afraid to know the truth."Last night I heard them say they were going to sell us to a b.rothel," Fiona said to herself, her voice sounding desperate. Then she smiled bitterly. "At least we'll live, won't we?"Fiona was scratching her neck as she spoke, and I could see red spots on her shin. Her face grew paler and paler. Just as I was about to ask her if she was ill, the guard opened the cabin door. They chased the women out of the room like dogs. After the failure of the escape last night, the women who did not
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 48 An Auction of Women Trafficking
The fat old Lady let us call her Mrs. Carey. She threatened us with death for listening to her. She shocked everyone by using Fiona's death as a cautionary tale. She demanded that we receive every client as unconditionally as a p.rostitute, and the only reward she could give us was food. She thought it was a gift to us, because in her eyes we were all women who had been abandoned by our families, and we should be grateful that she had given us a chance to live.I cursed the damn old woman in my heart. She killed Fiona. I've carved her name into my death list. As long as I am alive, I will never let her go.Mrs. Carey put us all in one room. She said there would be a rookie auction that night, and that we would be allowed to rest in the room until then. But she still arranged for bodyguards to stand guard outside the door.The room, less than 30 square feet, was crammed with nearly 20 women. The so-called bed is a simple combination of wooden boards that can only provide a place for on
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 49 Rescued
"Look what you've given me!" The man dragged me by the wrist and pulled me in front of Mrs. Carey. "She's going to give me an infection!"Mrs. Carey is sitting on a chair in her room, counting the money from tonight's auction. When she saw the menacing man, she immediately stood up and comforted him with a respectful tone."What happened that upset you? Did this woman not take good care of you?""Damn it, haven't you examined her body before?" The man roughly tore my clothes. "Open your eyes and see. She has leprosy! You have to pay me back!""What?" Mrs. Carey immediately picked up her electric baton from the table and walked over to me. Her eyes widened as she examined my bare skin."What bad luck! She must have caught it from another woman!" Mrs. Carey called her bodyguard. "Get this woman out of here!""No! Please help me!" I knew she was going to kill me, just like she had done to Fiona. I begged her, but she wouldn't let me touch her body."Go away, you wretched woman!" Mrs. Car
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 50 You're Not Frade
I was stunned. The man in front of me wore a mask that covered half of his face. His golden eyes sparkled like stars in the darkness. His eyes were dark and cold. Although half of his face was obscured by a silver mask, the other half was as perfect as a picture of Vincent van Gogh's starry night sky.He stood in front of me, but I felt him so far away. He said nothing but looked at me. The silver mask glowed white in the moonlight, and he wore a pure white shirt, clean and neat, without a trace of wrinkles. His neck is as long as that of a swan. His lips parted slightly, revealing his white teeth.“You're awake, Sleeping Beauty!” He put his violin on the floor and leaned against the wall.His voice was calm and soft. His sound was blown away by the night breeze and brushed gently against my cheek. I felt a shiver coming over me.An inexplicable impulse prompted me to boldly touch his face mask. It was the coldness of metal. Now I know he's not Frade.I was extremely disappointed and
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 51 He Is Daley
"Good morning!" The masked man smiled politely as he walked into the room."I thought it would be a doctor!" I blurted out. Seeing this man on such a bright morning made me forget how to use polite language. My heart has a certain expectation, but also a kind of embarrassment."I am a doctor!" The man put a first-aid box on the table in the room. He opened the box and took out a stethoscope and a medical flashlight."Come and lie down on the bed," he said.I went over and lay down on the bed. He expertly placed one end of the stethoscope on my chest. The moment the silver metal touched my skin, I felt a chill pierce my heart through my skin. All my pores went into a state of tension at once. As he bent over me, I could smell the faint natural scent of flowers on his body.He turned out to be a doctor. Does this mean that he examined me and treated me while I was in a coma? I remember the strange gentle touch when I was in a coma. It was him."You're doing well!" He took the stethoscop
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 52 How Do I Get Back?
My mouth was full of the smell of dust and gunpowder, and my heart was pounding. I opened my eyes to see the ground was full of blown-out rubble and indistinguishable blackened objects. It took a while for the man who was protecting me to roll over.He coughed softly, and I turned to see that the silver mask on his face was stained with gray dust. If he hadn't pulled me away in time, I think I would have been blown to pieces by now."Are you all right, Daley?" I looked around and slowly got up to make sure there were no more explosions around. At first, my legs were still a little stiff. I didn't know if I was lying on the ground for too long or because I was afraid."I'm fine." Daley pulled me off the ground. He scanned the chaos around him with calm eyes. His eyes were fixed on the iron door destroyed by the bomb, and after a few seconds he looked up in the direction of the car just now. I saw anger in his eyes.It was a look of hatred I had never seen before. On the surface, his ey
Last Updated : 2024-07-25His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 53 It's Time
The sound of the door opening broke the silence, and a light came in from the direction of the door. When I came back to reality from my hallucination, Daley let go of his hand and his back was back against the sofa. The light fell on his silver mask, and now he looked serious, and there was no more reflection of me in his eyes."Daley, I heard someone drop a bomb on your house!" A man's gruff voice came from the door, and I quickly got up and stood at the end of the sofa.A muscled man in a tight T-shirt with gray hair and an Italian appearance appeared in the house. Rita's right behind him. The man greeted Daley politely, and Daley motioned for him to sit down with his eyes."Rita, why don't you make Chris a vodka," Daley said, "And get me one, too."I stood by, not knowing whether to leave or not. That man named Chris glanced at me and then at Daley.“Your new girl?” Chris teased Daley in a teasing tone. “This is the first time I've seen another woman in your house besides Rita. So
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His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 200 We Chose You
A week later, the trip to Mexico didn't go well. Mexicans were angry at Mickle's claims that the wall had been expanded. The Mexican president and Mickle met in secret for three hours. I don't know what they talked about.After the meeting, he got on a plane and left Mexico. But he left me behind, and I knew exactly what he was doing.I was not surprised to see Daley in front of me as the representative of Mexico. Instead, I had the urge to punch him, but I held back.During my stay in Mexico, Daley was responsible for receiving me as the Mexican representative. The night we met, he took me to a fancy restaurant in Mexico City.“I had no idea that the famous Daley was already a member of council.”I looked across at Daley. The last time we parted, he looked pale. But now, beneath his mask of calm lies a kind of ineffable pride.“Do you have to talk to me like that?” Daley smiled at me, “It's been a long time since we were alone together and I miss you so much. I think we should celebr
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 199 Farewell
“Why do you always have to decide before you tell me?” Frade asked, smoking hard on the couch. “Didn't I tell you to consult me before you made any decisions?”“Because this time there is no room for negotiation.” I stood in front of him, looking at him like that. My heart felt extremely painful. But I had to tell him about my decision. We have to face the truth eventually.“Mia was dead.”Frade's face froze for a few seconds. “She's dead?”“She escaped from the sanatorium, frantically searching for her father and questioning him as to why he had abandoned her. Mickle's bodyguard shot her for endangering the president. It happened right in front of me.”I have mixed feelings about Mia's death. Even though she was detestable, her death was like a razor blade slicing through my unsuspecting skin. It was instant, clear pain.Frade continued to smoke heavily. He didn't show much emotion about Mia's death. But I guess he felt the same way.He was in love with Mia. Her love was fake, but hi
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 198 I Will Stay
I didn't expect Mickle to agree to meet with me as soon as I contacted him. But I had to go jogging with him, so I changed into a white sweatshirt and drove to his estate.We jogged side by side on a path near the estate, with two bodyguards following us. I can't remember the last time I ran in the morning. I was a little out of it at first, but after a while, I got my breath back.“Do you need a few minutes?” Mickle, who was wearing a black, short-sleeved tracksuit, turned to me. “Looks like you haven't exercised in a while.”“I'm fine,” I said.“I'll wait for you at the lake ahead,” he said as he continued to run.By the time I got to the lake, he was resting. A burly bodyguard offered him water, but Mickle gave it to me.“You need water,” he says.“Thank you.” I opened the bottle cap and took a sip. The bodyguard somehow took out another bottle of water and handed it to him.“It's a rare day for you to call me,” Mickle said, his face flushed but his tone calm. Judging from his stro
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 197 The Dark Sky
According to Vickie's will, her body will be transported back to Italy for burial. So Frade decided to hold a simple farewell ceremony for Vickie in the manor. After the ceremony, he would be in charge of sending Vickie's body back home with Mark.Vickie was right that no Sicilian would refuse the dying wish to return home. This time, they offered to open their arms to the Logan family to show their deepest sorrow.The place of the farewell ceremony was chosen in the hall of the manor, and all the participants were dressed in black as a sign of mourning. Black-and-white photographs of Vickie's life were placed in the centre of the hall. As her body was temporarily placed in the hospital morgue, guests had to mourn over her picture in silence.Each of the guests held a white chrysanthemum in their hands and placed it in front of the tablet. In the photo, she looked at everyone with a smile on her face, her eyes looking at everything indifferently.Frade greets guests who have come to p
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 196 Vickie is Dead
In the room, Vickie is lying on her bed, a private nurse holding a clear plastic tube attached to a ventilator up her nose. Since a trip to Italy, Vickie has grown weaker. Mark told me that she was taken home in an ambulance from a private hospital after she landed.“Why don't you take her to the hospital?” I asked in a low voice.“She's determined to go home,” Mark said. “No one can change her mind, and you know it.”“The patient needs to rest. Please leave the room,” the middle-aged brown-haired nurse said politely.Mark and I left the room just as Frade and Vickie's doctor came out of the other room. That was the room where they had been discussing Vickie's condition, and Frade's sullen face didn't look good.It's terrible.“Mark, please help me get Dr. Hans out of here.” Frade's voice was hoarse and tired, and the stubble on his face seemed to have grown overnight, making him look even gloomier.“Are you all right, darling?” I stroked his cheek and looked at the man in front of me
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 195 Asking For Help
A middle-aged woman in a plain grey T-shirt and light blue jeans sat on the living room sofa, her hands on her closed knees, her eyes downcast. The coffee in front of her was steaming, and it was obvious that she hadn't touched it.“Hey!” I whispered. “I'm Eva.”“Hi!” The woman stood up at once. She looked at me a little stiffly. “My name is Joe. I'm a friend of Joan's. We're all in the same union.”“How did you find me?” I motioned for her to sit down.“Joan gave me your number,” said Joe, “And we found your place. I'm sorry to bother you so late. Joan needs your help.”“You didn't come alone?” I asked curiously.“I have another colleague with me,” Joe said truthfully. “He's waiting for me outside.”“Is he here to ensure your safety?” I looked at her. “Since your friend is worried about your safety, why are you looking for me? So, what's the matter?”“We just...” Joe looked down sheepishly. “Just in case. But Joan says you're a trustworthy person. You're not like your father.”“I hel
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 194 Losing Leverage
During my stay in the hospital, I received many greeting cards and gifts from strangers. They piled gifts for the baby in front of the hospital or at the nurses' station, and a few fanatical fans even pretended to be nurses sneaking into the ward to see the baby. Fortunately, the fanatics were spotted by the doctor on duty and called the police, who quickly took them away.To prevent this from happening, Frade picked me and my baby up from the hospital in the middle of the night and took us back to the manor. Frade also put guards around the manor to keep out outsiders, leaving Mark in charge of all security, and Liv came to accompany me.Frade was on the move for us to leave the United States. This time he didn't entrust anyone but himself. He didn't tell me that he had met with those people. But from his tired face after each return, I can guess that our departure would become a distant dream.When Vickie learned of Frade's plan, she decided to go to Italy herself, because most of t
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 193 the Baby and the President
“What does a newborn baby get him?” I stared at Ian. “He's already president.”“The president just wants to show his concern for you,” Ian explained patiently. “This baby is his granddaughter. You're family.”“What an official statement,” I said. “Just this once. I need at least three months off for the rest of the year. During that time, neither I nor my baby could be seen in any media.”“Deal,” Ian readily agreed.“I'll give you some time to get ready,” Ian said. “I'll let you know when the president is arriving at the hospital.”After Ian leaves, Frade gently places the baby in her own crib, where she falls fast asleep without crying or fussing. Frade walks to the bedside, his eyes brimming with anger. I knew he was unhappy with my decision, and as I prepared for his wrath, he just lowered his voice and said, “Why did you agree to his request?”“Because I can't say no.” I looked at him. “Ian's right. Mickle is the baby's grandfather. I have no reason to say no to him visiting his g
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 192 The Birth Of The Baby
“Do you have to go to the inauguration?” Frade asked as he peeled the apple. “The doctor told me your due date is coming up.”The skin he cut off with a knife was attached to the flesh of the apple, and less than two-thirds of the whole apple was left in his hand. I stared at the silver knife in his hand and asked, “Do you have a problem with apples?”“I hope this knife didn't cut apples, but...”“Stop,” I reminded him. “Watch your mouth.”“I don't want you to go to a crowded place,” Frade said, handing me a peeled apple. “In that case, all eyes are on the new president. If you're not feeling well or...”“Ian will have a nurse with me,” I said. “Besides, I only promised to be at the inauguration, and as soon as it's over, I'll be home.”“I'm going with you,” Frade said, “Or I won't trust you.”“Sure,” I readily agreed. “I'll tell Ian and get him to set you up.”“All I have to do is stand next to you.” Frade walked to the bed and brushed my cheek, then put a hand on my belly.“She's mo
