At first, I didn't want it.I cried bitterly and couldn't understand how my passion had become so unbearable in his eyes.However, Edwin continued to kiss me, apologizing and claiming that he loved me so much that he couldn't bear the thought of other men fantasizing about me.Under his relentless onslaught, I forgave him and gave him my virginity.To my surprise, there was no bleeding afterwards.Edwin looked at me incredulously, examining the clothing for a long time, and suddenly wore a look of hurt.He began to scold and ridicule me, proclaiming himself nothing more than a scavenger. He completely disregarded my tearful explanations that it was indeed my first time.Afterward, he hastily cleaned up the scene and left on his own, saying he needed some time alone.During the following three days of vacation, Edwin never contacted me. Meanwhile, I was bedridden with a fever due to the cold I caught that night.Seeing my condition worsen, my roommates, despite previous conflicts, took
Edwin stuffed the burger bag into my arms and said, "I ran a long way to buy this for you. Go ahead and eat."Even though the paper bag was chilly, I felt warm. I glanced at the woman next to my sickbed, smiling, and asked him, "Why didn't you buy more? Let's eat together."To my surprise, he looked annoyed and said, "What's there to eat? Do you know how much this combo costs? Listen up, this happens only once. Don't indulge in such things frequently. They're expensive and not even that tasty. The meat pies made in my hometown are better and cheaper."My hands paused in opening the package, and I found it hard to believe what I was hearing.With a monthly living allowance of twenty thousand dollars, was I not worthy of a McDonald's meal?Back home, I was always dining at fancy foreign restaurants where a single meal could cost over five hundred dollars.Seeing my change in expression, he quickly added, "I'm not saying you can't eat it. But since you're ill, you shouldn't consume such g
My face turned red, and I said to him, "I miss you too."It was my first time being in love. Every time we held hands and kissed, my heart would race uncontrollably.Moreover, now that I had slept with Edwin, I was deeply attached to him from the bottom of my heart.Therefore, the three simple words were enough to make me fall into a trance and lose my ability to think.A few days later, Edwin wore new clothes and nervously tugged at the hem, showing them to me when we chatted on the video. With hesitation in his voice, he said, "These clothes are a bit expensive. Should I return them?"Laughing, I asked, "How much did they cost?""Over eight hundred dollars," he said, glancing at me cautiously. "I've never bought such expensive clothes before. But the salesperson insisted that they suited me well."Later, as I pondered over his explanation, I couldn't help but admire Edwin. It was a pity he wasn't an actor.He always knew how to convince me.Just as he wished, I smiled at him and said
But whenever Edwin came over, he would cook and tidy up the room for me.He criticized me non-stop while doing these things, calling me spoiled, lazy, and unable to take care of myself.However, I found it endearing because I thought it was a demonstration of his love.Since we rented the apartment, there was always a need to buy things for the house, so I would always ask him for money. He didn't refuse in the beginning. But a few days later, his attitude changed."When will you change your lifestyle? Why do you need to buy special things to hang your jewelry instead of just putting them in a box?"Why did you buy expensive toilet paper? In the end, it's just going down the toilet. And you should also be more frugal."What's the use of that tapestry? It's useless even if it's hung up. Can't you live without it? Besides, if you like knitting, I can ask my mom to knit one for you."I too grew displeased. It was not like I couldn't afford these things. Within my means, what was wrong wit
"Of course I did. Now that her grandchild was gone, wouldn't she want to know?" he replied.I anxiously held his hand and said, "But I'm afraid she'll look down on me and think I'm the kind of girl who lacks self-respect."His expression softened slightly, and he reassured me, saying, "Don't worry. The child is mine. She won't look down on you."And so, I followed his advice once again, consuming millet porridge and eggs daily for two weeks.When I returned to school, my classmates were taken aback by my gaunt and pallid appearance.But I couldn't tell them the reason, fearing I would be ridiculed. Instead, I explained that I had suffered a relapse of pneumonia and had been struggling with my appetite."Where was Edwin? Wasn't he taking care of you?" one of my roommates asked indignantly.In their eyes, if a girl was sick and not properly cared for, it meant her boyfriend wasn't doing his duty.I had no choice but to defend him, saying, "He took care of me. It's just that I'm too weak.
It wasn't until graduation was approaching that my roommate told me that Edwin had told them I looked down on them, the "commoners," and didn't want to interact with them.The situation back then made me feel even more isolated in school, and Edwin became even more adept at controlling me.The semester quickly came to an end. Despite the conflicts, Edwin's care for my daily life made me increasingly dependent on him.The summer vacation arrived quickly. Before leaving, Edwin spent a whole day and night entangled with me in bed. He repeatedly reminded me not to wear revealing clothes when I returned home.In fact, since I met him, my dressing style took a more conservative turn. Even the coolest skirt reached my knees. Amara Moulton, my sister, said I was becoming like a nun.But thinking of Edwin's passionate love, I still felt sweet inside.During the summer vacation, my former classmates organized gatherings, and I was also invited out by high school classmates several times.I used
The girl's voice was very soft, as if she were talking to the guy, but also intentionally speaking into the microphone. She said, "He kissed me last night..."And then the call was hung up.I stood there dumbfounded, gradually feeling numb and cold.I firmly believed that I didn't mishear. Although her voice was not loud, the surroundings were quiet.So, who was she? Did she mean Edwin when she said "he"?Did Edwin really do that? Was it because he drank too much and lost control, or...?Could it be that he wanted to break up with me? Thinking of this, I sat on the bed in a daze.I spent the whole day in a daze, wanting to call him and demand an explanation several times, but I didn't dare.I anxiously waited for him to call me first and give me an explanation.After a whole day passed, it wasn't until before bedtime that he finally called me on video."Let me see your room," he casually said, lying in his dimly lit room.I bit my lip and didn't move.He frowned and asked, "What's wron
Considering that I had never cared much about money since I was young, I was inwardly surprised but didn't ask him about it.I was afraid of hurting his male ego.After the start of school, I didn't know how Edwin managed to make the staff make him a day student instead of a boarding student.From then on, we finally started living together like a married couple.The sweetness of cohabitation didn't last long, as I noticed that Edwin was becoming more and more extravagant with his spending.He always asked me to ask my family for more money, saying that we needed a lot to rent the apartment.But my parents had already paid three years' worth of rent upfront, and we had all the necessary appliances and furniture.Apart from utility bills and daily necessities, our expenses were limited to food and clothing.However, even in these two aspects, he spent very little.So, I asked him if his family were in trouble and needed money for an emergency.At first, he hesitated and didn't tell me a
The director of the hospital was a good friend of my father's and had made significant contributions to the field of mental health.After exchanging pleasantries, I told him about Edwin's mother's symptoms.Seven days later, she was released from the police station. But before she could even speak to Edwin, she was taken away by doctors from the mental hospital.The doctor told the police that, for reasons of public safety, she needed to undergo a psychiatric evaluation.Edwin wanted to explain that it was all a misunderstanding.But the facts spoke louder than words. Who would believe him?I sat in my black Porsche, watching Edwin and his mother scream and reach out to each other, desperately trying to hold on.But they were mercilessly separated by the doctors and police officers.The white ambulance drove away, and the police left. Only the miserable wretch remained, kneeling on the ground, howling and weeping.Amara asked me, "Have you seen enough?"I nodded in satisfaction.The ne
I took out a tall stack of money and placed it on the table. Gently pushing it toward him, I posed a single question, "Edwin, today I only want to hear one honest answer from you. Have you never truly loved me?"At that moment, there were only him and me in the room.Perhaps due to the relatively secure environment or the lure of money, Edwin unexpectedly joined me in reminiscing about the past.Gazing at the pile of money, he expressed remorse for his past actions and admitted to secretly spending hundreds of thousands of dollars behind my back."You know I don't care about money, and this sum means nothing to my family. So, approximately how much are these hundreds of thousands?"Without hesitation, Edwin replied, "Around eight hundred thousand."I nodded and opened the door. "You may leave now."Confused, he looked at me and then at the money. "What about the money?"I said, "You have to pay it back to me, of course."Only then did Edwin realize that I had tricked him. He rushed tow
When he heard there was money involved, he hesitated. After all, in his view, shooting an advertisement was just a few shots. But not everyone could be a model.Therefore, while he hesitated, the agent urged him on, and eventually, he signed the contract.For the next half month, I had people take him to the pigsty every day, accompanied by the few male pigs with bad tempers.Even before finishing one ad, Edwin had already been beaten to the point of a swollen, nearly disfigured face.Meanwhile, another ad was being urgently shot.This one was for a chicken farm, and Verne was the model.Verne was going to wear a chicken costume, only showing her face. She would lie in the middle of the chicken flock on a throne, looking like she was enjoying herself.Hundreds of roosters surrounded her. There were bugs under the throne, so the roosters would go over to peck at them.Occasionally, bugs climbed onto her clothes. With the roosters pecking at her, Verne would scream and curse in frustrati
I asked Otelia, "Are they together now?""Together? Are you kidding me? How can he afford that gold digger after leaving you? They're just pretending to be deeply in love. Edwin was kicked out of his management agency because of his involvement with a signed artist. Now, he can't even see Verne, let alone be with her.""Then what does he do for a living now?""He went back to work on the pig farm of his family."I laughed. Knowing that he wasn't doing well made me happy.But it wasn't enough.After hanging up the phone, I told Amara, "Amara, I want to go back there."Amara understood me very well, but she still had some complaints. "As long as you ask, our father won't let them escape no matter where they go. Why do you have to go back yourself?""I can't sleep peacefully unless I see them 'die' with my own eyes," I said.Amara didn't try to persuade me anymore. She took care of the company's affairs and informed my parents. The next day, we went back to Senovia City.I had been away f
When I regained consciousness, I found myself lying in bed. My mother and Amara sat beside me, wiping away their tears together.Seeing me wake up, my mother cried even more sorrowfully."Harper, what have you been through in these past three years? Why didn't you tell me about it?"Amara was also crying and complaining, "Why didn't you tell us all this? Whatever you've been through, we were here to support you. Why did you suffer alone?"At that moment, I couldn't bear it anymore and cried as I told them everything about Edwin and me.My father never came into the room, but he heard every word I said.Descending the stairs, he headed towards Edwin and delivered such a powerful kick that it broke two of his ribs.Edwin screamed in pain as the men in black dragged him outside and threw him in the yard.As I heard everything from upstairs, I looked out of the window for details. From where I stood, I saw my father's men beating Edwin mercilessly while Edwin was like a lost dog.The men m
My parents happened to be out that day, and I was alone in the screening room watching a movie. Just during the film's emotional climax, the maid told me that someone was looking for me outside.I was surprised. I had just returned a week ago and hadn't even greeted my old classmates. Who could it be?And then, the moment I saw Edwin, it felt as though the world was collapsing once again.I couldn't comprehend why, despite all my efforts to escape, I couldn't shake him off.More importantly, I hadn't told my family about what had happened between him and me. But given his character, he would undoubtedly expose everything.How could I face my deeply loving parents and Amara?Trembling, I attempted to close the door. But he stopped me with one hand and pushed me into the house.He gazed up at the three-story villa, his eyes filled with undisguised greed, and greeted me hypocritically."Honey, why didn't you tell me when you came back home? You made me worry."Witnessing his attempt to ap
After hanging up the phone, Edwin seemed unsatisfied, grabbing my face and biting my lips forcefully.Unable to continue the act, I pushed him away. He sneered, thinking I had been awakened by his bite.That afternoon, while he napped, I left the apartment and checked the balance on the card. Not surprisingly, there was a transfer of a hundred thousand dollars in the morning.Quietly, I broke the card in half and threw it into two separate trash cans far apart.Then I called the bank manager to report it as lost.At that moment, I finally made a decision.I borrowed money from Otelia and booked a flight for 10 o'clock that night. When I called, Otelia found out that I still hadn't left Edwin after all this time, and her silence was so loud.Through tears, I smiled and said to her, "Don't worry. It's all going to end. Thank you for helping me so many times."After hanging up, I returned to the apartment. He hadn't gotten up yet.That night, he absentmindedly made a pot of rice porridge
He didn't turn on the lights, heading straight for the bathroom as soon as he entered.As he unbuttoned his shirt, I switched on the light.Approaching him, I pulled open his shirt and took a good look at his body. As expected, there were several lipstick marks on it, even a few kiss marks on his neck.There was even a clear set of nail marks on his back, prompting vivid memories of his recent intense encounter.He seemed a bit flustered but tried to maintain composure, furrowing his brow as he asked, "Are you staying up so late out of craziness? Didn't I mention that I was working overtime?""Working overtime at a restaurant? Is that code for confessing your love to your goddess and slandering me? Is the result of your 'overtime' ending up in bed with her at a hotel? Edwin Kent, you make me sick."Before I could finish, he slapped me across the face."Have you been following me? Harper Moulton, you are so despicable!" And then he began to hit me again.I never expected that he would h
Edwin hastily defended himself, his tone filled with sincerity and urgency. "No, I actually wanted to break up with her long ago. She's been clinging to me. It's my fault for taking care of her so well."But I don't love her at all. You know, I've loved you since high school, and it hasn't changed for so many years."I heard Verne chuckle. "If that's the case, your little girlfriend will be devastated. By the way, does she know about the money you've given me?"Edwin said indifferently, "What difference does it make if she knows? We can just break up, and I don't care.""Edwin, I never expected you to spend your girlfriend's money so generously while treating her like this."Edwin grew anxious once again. "I'm not. Obviously, it's she who can't live without me. I've mentioned breaking up with her three times, but each time she becomes desperate. I can't be harsh with her.""Then you want me to be your girlfriend? Aren't you afraid she'll kill herself?""I can't worry about that anymore