All Chapters of Marriage Contract: the Billionaire and I: Chapter 71 - Chapter 80

Trigger warning: this chapter contains violence and sexual assault.I’m incredibly scared, but I’m hoping that neither Walter nor Alice can sense my fear. I don’t want to give them that satisfaction. It all started with a gun pointed at my back in a garage and I had to comply because I was afraid of getting shot. I was also alone at that garage, so screaming or running was pointless. It was two against one. I couldn’t identify the road to the warehouse where they’re keeping me because I was unconscious. Alice hit me with the heel of the gun on my head. Right now, my hands are tied behind my back. My arms are killing me and my stomach is growling in hunger. My head is throbbing too. With all the strength I have in me, I pull myself up and sit since I was lying down. The throbbing intensifies with my movement, but I do my best to ignore it. “Looks like somebody is awake,” Alice’s annoying voice catches my attention. They made me talk to Nathan a while ago. I tried to remind him discr

This can't be true. This is a nightmare. How did they do that to her!? I kneel next to her almost lifeless figure on the ground and take in the amount of wounds and bruises on her body. What has she done to them to make them do that to her? Gently, I remove the duct tape over her mouth and scoop her in my arms as I hold her cold body against mine. “I need a blanket! She's freezing!” I yell out. So much blood is on her. Her face is bruised and there's a huge gash on her stomach. An officer approaches me and unties her hands once I take her out of that freezing room. She's not responsive in any way. Had it not been for the very slow rise and fall of her chest, I would have thought she's dead. “Len, open your eyes, baby. Please,” I whisper, looking down at her. This can't be happening. Paramedics came with a stretcher and I gently lay her body down on it. They cover her body with two blankets and one of them wraps a bandage around the gash on her stomach.

I have been keeping my distance. I don't want to be close to Henry. I understand the state he is in. His sister is between life and death. However, he needs to understand that she's my wife and I love her. He would be insane if he believed for a moment that I would leave her. I may be the one to blame for everything she's currently suffering from, but that doesn't mean I'm going to leave her. She needs me. She has been through hell and I have to be there for her. She didn't give up on me when my world was falling apart. How does he expect me to turn my back on her? I learned my lesson. I will protect her with all my life. I would give up my life for her. I look up when I hear footsteps coming towards me. Asher. “Any news?” I ask him, but he shakes his head. “Do you need anything?” he asks me. “Her,” I quietly say. “I need her to be okay.” “She will. You know Linnea, she's a fighter. She's strong. She won't simply give up,” he tries to assure m

When I wake up the next day, I find Zoey and Thalia with me in the room. No sign of my parents, Malory, Nathan, or Henry. “Hey,” Zoey smiles widely at me when she notices me waking up. “Hi,” I yawn. “We got you breakfast. Your favourite,” Thalia informs me. I don’t remember when the last time I ate was. Neither Alice nor Walter gave me anything to eat. I didn’t expect them to when they intended to kill me. “Did I stay unconscious for too long?” I ask them as they help me sit up. “No, just a few hours,” Thalia replies, bringing the table close to me. “I’m going to tell them you’re awake. They’re in the waiting room, but they didn’t want to disturb you in your sleep,” Zoey tells me and I nod. When she leaves the room, Thalia looks at me. “It would be stupid of me to ask you if you’re okay, but I want you to know that I’m here for you, alright? I will do whatever you want to help you out,” she says and I give her a small smile.

Relief washes over me upon seeing Nathan and Henry inside the room with me. Once Nathan approaches me, I literally throw myself at him and he doesn’t hesitate to hold me. “Who the hell are you?” Henry shouts at the two men who try to exit the room, but he blocks their way. “Re-Reporters. They took pictures of me and they were trying to interview me,” I stutter as I sob. “I don’t want anyone to hold any interviews with me. Please make sure that the pictures are deleted,” I beg Nathan who holds me tighter. “Don’t worry. Not a single photo will be published,” he promises me and kisses my forehead. “You’re going to jail,” I hear Henry tell them that. I can feel myself shaking, but I’m much calmer than how I was a while ago. After the detective and the police officer left my room, these two walked in out of nowhere and started to take pictures of me without my consent. I was almost paralyzed for half a minute, then I started to cry. My voice is hoa