Chapter 1 Dead Yet (1/2)
by winloa zoe“Scream.”
Gu Shaoting pinched Mo Nianchu’s waist, with a brutish force.
The woman struggled, trying to push him away, but he suppressed her ruthlessly.
Her soft and boneless hands clutched the exquisite silk bedsheet, silently protesting.
Under the moonlight, the man’s profile was depicted as delicate, and his gaze at her was filled with desire, tinged with indifference and coldness.
“Not enjoying it?” He bit the soft flesh behind her ear, his heavy breath, “If this can’t make you feel good, then let me tell you, I’ve sent your brother to You’ai Hospital.”
Mo Nianchu’s face instantly lost its color.
You’ai Hospital is a mental health hospital in Jiangcheng, a black hospital that, under the guise of mental health, is involved in the trafficking of organs such as hearts and kidneys.
She couldn’t care about her own embarrassment, her fingertips trembling as she grasped the man’s arm, “Why did you do this?”
“I just want you to remember this day better in the future,” he said, pulling away and tugging on his shirt with his long, clean fingers.
Last year.
Her father was imprisoned, her mother had a car accident that led to a stroke, and she is still in a coma.
A few days later, her father committed suicide in prison.
It was a rainy day.
She called Gu Shaoting countless times, but he didn’t answer.
She buried her father alone, took his ashes to the cemetery, and buried them.
Although all the evidence pointed to Gu Shaoting as the cause of her father’s death.
She chose not to believe it.
And he chose this special day to come back from abroad, to humiliate her, she endured it.
Why did he also send her disabled brother to such a place?
“Gu Shaoting is a bastard, do you have to drive our family to extinction?”
The woman’s eyes trembled, her fingertips suddenly cold.
The heart that was still beating slowly slowed down, so slow that it was almost imperceptible.
The man’s action of buttoning his shirt suddenly stopped, then: “Mo Tao’s condition is not good, he needs proper treatment.”
“He has a bad leg, not a bad mind,” Mo Nianchu’s voice was desolate.
He laughed lightly and turned back, hooking her neck with his hand, “I’m doing this for his own good.”
Saying that, his playful lips fell on her forehead, but she turned her face away.
They have been married for two years, she endured, coaxed, and provided for Gu Shaoting, hoping for a good face.
She hoped for the safety of the Mo family.
In vain.
He hated her, hated that she gave up the identity of Lin’s daughter and was unwilling to give up the marriage.
In his eyes, she was just a despicable creature that clung tightly to his thigh, not being squeezed out of the upper class.
She was vain, greedy for fame and profit.
She stole his white moonlight Lin Xiaowan’s eighteen years of life, and also stole the white moonlight’s legs and marriage.
She deserved to die, her whole family deserved to die.
Mo Nianchu’s heart was dead, she pushed the man away, bent down and opened the drawer of the bedside table, took out a bottle of emergency contraceptives, and unscrewed it.
The man’s eyebrows tightened.
Seeing Mo Nianchu taking the medicine and putting it in her mouth, he slapped it away, “Now you’ve learned to take medicine by yourself?”
For two years of marriage, Mo Nianchu had wanted to have a child countless times, and she had done childish things like puncturing condoms.
In exchange, she got Gu Shaoting’s furious anger and the interruption of her mother’s treatment.
Later, she learned to be good, he gave her medicine, and she obediently took it.
Gu Shaoting didn’t want children, not because he didn’t like them, but because he never regarded her as a wife who could bear children.
Mo Nianchu sneered at herself.
“Isn’t this what Mr. Gu wants me to do?”
The man’s cheek muscles moved, he snatched the bottle of medicine from the woman’s hand, pinched her chin, “Like taking medicine, right? Well, then eat them all.”
The white pills were poured into the woman’s mouth from the bottle by the man, she struggled, trying to dodge, but she couldn’t.
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