"Why aren't you pregnant yet?"
As the night fell, Wilson glanced at the pregnancy test strip with a single line, his face darkening ominously.
"I..." Anne, with a pale face, looked at the man before her, her clear eyes filled with pleading. "Just give me a little more time, and I believe I'll get pregnant..."
Her voice was thick with sad.
Her wet eyes looked at him timidly, the panic and pleading in them making Wilson even more upset.
He tossed the pregnancy test aside and sneered coldly, "Well, why don't you come serve me now?!"
His voice was cold , piercing her to the bone with chill.
Anne bitten her lip, trying to hold back the sorrow in her eyes, "Okay."
She walked to his side, step by step.
"Kneel down and suck my dick!" Wilson looked down at her, his eyes filled with mockery and disgust.
Knowing that angering him would only make her suffer more, Anne tightened her fists, enduring the humiliation and trembling as she slowly unbuckled all the leather straps on his belt.
Then, she slowly pulled down his pants.
Her bloodless lips trembled, and then, closing her eyes, she pressed her lips against him.
A joyful hum escaped from between his lips and teeth.
Wilson, with his deep and fierce eyes, looked at the woman before him with disgust, his voice cold and devoid of warmth: "Anne, everyone should see how desperate you are for sex, how shameless the daughter of the Hall family really is!"
With that, he didn't give Anne any time to react. Wilson lifted her forcefully and pushed her onto the sofa beside him. Then, his tall body covered hers.
His passionate and domineering kisses rained down on her.
"No..." Tears sparkled in Anne's eyes as she instinctively struggled.
"No? You don't want to get pregnant, do you?" Wilson sneered, the disgust and mockery in his eyes piercing her heart.
Anne bitten her lip, her hand that was just about to reach out fell limp at her sides.
Yes, she had to get pregnant. Only by getting pregnant could she secure the medical expenses for her father...
"Ugh, what a hypocritical woman!"
Wilson sneered and then brutally and forcefully penetrated her body.
Anne stared blankly at the ceiling, tears gathering and swirling in her eyes but stubbornly refusing to fall.
Ten years ago, her father annexed the White Group in a business war, leading to the ruin of the White family.
Ten years later, innocent and naive, she fell in love with Wilson, but never expected that she had invited a wolf into the house—within three months of marriage, Wilson had completely grasped the business secrets of the Hall family company and ruined the Hall family with lightning speed.
Her father suffered a relapse of heart disease and was hospitalized in a coma.
And after forcing her to sign the divorce agreement, Wilson hugged Jennifer and turned to leave.
The Hall family was ruined, betrayed by the lover she loved, she lost everything and went to a bar to drown her sorrows, but unexpectedly, after getting drunk, she accidentally hit Jennifer's car, causing Jennifer, who was three months pregnant, to have a miscarriage, and she could never get pregnant again in her life.
Wilson loved Jennifer deeply, as everyone in New York knew.
So, to punish her, he imprisoned her by his side and tortured her day and night.
He said that since she had killed Jennifer's child, he wanted her to give birth to a child to repay Jennifer.
Therefore, he forced her to sign a pregnancy agreement.
As long as she got pregnant, her father's medical expenses would be secured. As long as she gave birth to this child, she could leave and regain her freedom.
Her nails dug into her palms as Anne gritted her teeth and endured the man's thrusts. The entire process was far from pleasurable; it was only a dull pain like lingering torture...
But no matter how painful it was, it couldn't compare to the pain in her heart...
Afterwards, Wilson dressed and left without even looking at her.
Staring blankly at his departing back, Anne curled her body into a small ball, and tears dripped down one by one...
Morning.
Anne struggled to support her body, which felt like it had been crushed by a car wheel, as she put on her clothes one by one.
After washing up, Anne went to the kitchen, made herself coffee, and prepared some egg sandwiches.
As she carried the steaming coffee out, Anne was about to place it on the dining table. At that moment, with a "bang," the door was kicked open, and Jennifer came into the kitchen in a rush.
"Jennifer?" Anne was startled.
"Huh, so you're really here." Jennifer sneered, a chill flashing in her eyes.
Then, before she could react, Jennifer forcefully grabbed the hot coffee from her hand and slammed it onto her head.
"Splash—"
"Hiss—"
The boiling hot coffee down Anne's long hair, flowing onto her hair, face, and even deep into her collar, making her look extremely messy.
The scalding temperature caused Anne's porcelain-white face to turn red and swell instantly, with blisters forming on much of her skin.
"Are you crazy?!" Anne struggled to hold back the pain, her voice trembling.
As she spoke, she quickly tidied up her clothes, but there was so much coffee on her face that whenever she opened her eyes slightly,coffee fell into them, forcing her to close her eyes and grope around blindly.
"Am I crazy?" Jennifer sneered, "You're the bitch who drove me crazy!"
"You killed my child, and you ruined my fertility for life. Now you dare to live here comfortably and seduce my man?!" Jennifer grabbed her collar and jerked her towards herself, close to her messy face, gritting her teeth and shouting, "Anne, you're such a bitch!"
"I'm not!" Anne said in a trembling voice, wiping the dirt from her face, her eyes reddening, "Wilson forcibly tied me to his side and forced me to surrogate for him! Do you really think I want to live with the man who ruined my family?!"
She took a deep breath and continued, "Jennifer, believe it or not, I didn't cause that car accident three months ago."
At that time, she had drunk too much and got into a taxi. She couldn't remember what happened afterwards.
She only remembered waking up in the wreckage of the taxi, at the scene of the accident.
After that, there was the miscarriage of Jennifer's child...
At that time, everyone thought she had hired someone to kill Jennifer in retaliation against Wilson.
But she didn't...
She really didn't...
Just as Anne finished speaking, "Slap!"—
A harsh slap landed hard on her small face, making Anne see stars and blood seep from the corner of her mouth.
"You bitch, you dare to lie even when confronted?! I'll tear your mouth apart today!" Jennifer's eyes were bloodshot, her expression fierce, her shoulder blades trembling slightly—Anne knew she was having an episode.
Since the car accident, Jennifer had been mentally stimulated and sometimes suffered from mental breakdowns.
Her illness gave her a reason to harm Anne wantonly.
And Wilson never interfered or asked about it.
Looking at Jennifer's nearly insane demeanor, Anne's heart trembled violently. Just as Jennifer was about to stab her with a fruit knife—
"Stop!"
A cold, foreboding male voice came from behind Jennifer, accompanied by the sound of leather shoes on the ground, approaching from afar.
Anne looked up and saw it was Wilson!
He told Jennifer to stop?!
Had he found his conscience?
A few rays of joy and anticipation spread through Anne's heart.
However, his next words completely extinguished her only hope.
"Jennifer, don't dirty your hands with this kind of person." Wilson embraced Jennifer and spoke softly.
Her heart plummeted into the abyss with a clang.
Anne could even hear her heart bleeding.
It hurt so much.
Of course, he hated her deeply and would never want to help her.
Everything was just her own wishful thinking.
Looking at Anne's dejected and painful expression, Wilson didn't feel the anticipated satisfaction of revenge. Instead, he felt something blocking his chest, making it feel suffocating.
"Wilson," leaning on Wilson's chest, Jennifer's emotions calmed down a bit. Tears fell from her beautiful eyes, making her look like a delicate flower in the rain. "Wilson, let's not use her to surrogate, okay? My child was killed by her, I hate her..."
Her voice was soft and delicate, coupled with her childish words and that helpless, exquisite face, making Wilson's heart ache slightly.
"Why are you crying?" He spoke softly, gently wiping away the tears on Jennifer's face with his rough fingertips, his eyes full of tenderness: "Since you don't like her, we won't let her give birth.
As for the child, we can adopt one."
Such a gentle tone, such a tender expression, such a doting action, almost burned Anne's eyes.
Once, he had been just as gentle with her too.
But alas, it was all a facade. His pretended kindness was merely a setup to lure her into a trap of false affection, so he could obtain more information from her.
Actually, she really wanted to ask, "Wilson, did you ever have even a tiny bit of feelings for me?"
But she didn't want to humiliate herself; the answer was already obvious.
Lost in her thoughts, Anne was suddenly interrupted by Wilson, who tossed a document at her feet and coldly commanded, "Sign it and get out of here, now!"
Anne froze, then slowly crouched down, picking up the document with her relatively clean hands. As she read its contents, her heart ached terribly.
She had begged him so hard for her freedom, to no avail.
Now, however, because of Jennifer's single word, he was willing to let her go.
Now that she was free, she wanted to laugh, but couldn't. She wanted to cry, but her eyes were dry, not a single tear in sight.
"Don't worry, you've done your part these days. Consider this million dollars as a charity," Wilson said with a cruel smile.
Anne bit her lip and slowly raised her eyes to look at the man she once deeply loved. "If I sign this now, we'll be strangers forever, right?"
Upon hearing this, two flames seemed to leap and burn in Wilson's deep eyes.
Did she really want to leave him that much?
Sensing the chill in Wilson's aura, Jennifer quickly tugged at his sleeve, pleading in a helpless tone, "Wilson, please let her go, okay? My head hurts whenever I see her..."
