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When Jiang Yan woke up, she found herself lying on the cold floor. The shiny floor reflected her current appearance. Her hair was a mess, her face was covered with bruises, and her eyes were like a pool of stagnant water without any spirit.
She slowly propped herself up, and the severe pain all over her body made her gasp.
The situation was truly dire! No wonder the original owner felt such intense regret and hatred.
That's what she thought.
After some effort, she finally climbed onto the sofa, licked her lips that were dry and cracked, and slowly took out the original owner's mobile phone. It was already three o'clock in the morning. No wonder she felt not only pain all over her body, but also a burning stomach that was clamoring for a strike.
It can be imagined that before she came, the original owner had been lying on the ground for a long time without drinking or eating. It could be several hours, half a day, a day or even longer.
Jiang Yan looked around and found that except for the lonely bright moon hanging high outside the window, no one could see the pain and suffering in the original owner's body and mind.
Her stomach growled twice at an inopportune moment, as if protesting Jiang Yanyi's indifference. Jiang Yan held out a blank hand and pressed it against her stomach. Psychologically, she could live without food or water forever, but physiologically, if she did that, her body would be in danger of breaking down at any moment.
There was no other way, she could only drag her bruised body step by step to the refrigerator.
Fortunately, there was something in the refrigerator. A few slices of leftover bread made her eyes light up suddenly. She took them out impatiently and gobbled them up in two gulps without caring that the bread was cold and dry.
I finally have something to fill my stomach with, and it doesn't affect my thinking so much.
Jiang Yanyi moved back to the sofa again, threw himself into the sofa, and stared at the ceiling with empty eyes.
She had already received all the memories of the original owner, and she also knew why she was lying alone on the floor, left to fend for herself.
As the original owner's parents' business grew, she had the impression that they were always busy. Whenever she encountered something, the housekeeper and servants were always with her. Most of the time, she grew up quietly on her own, and before she knew it, she had grown from a little kid into a graceful young lady.
Perhaps because she lacked companionship since childhood, the original owner always lacked a sense of security and was extremely eager to build her own family. After meeting Xu Zhe, her desire reached its peak. She fell in love with Xu Zhe at first sight and couldn't wait to marry him.
She met Xu Zhe when she was choosing a bodyguard. Xu Zhe was a retired boxer and current boxing coach. He was outstanding in height, appearance and kung fu. She fell in love with him at first sight, and from then on, Xu Zhe became her personal bodyguard.
In her eyes, Xu Zhe, a boxing coach, had a strong body and a handsome, resolute face, giving her a sense of security. He was the perfect man "tailor-made" for her. Although her father, with his manly sensitivity, objected to her eagerness, believing that Xu Zhe was not suitable for her, and even her housekeeper repeatedly reminded her indirectly, she still plunged into love without hesitation.
Under her strong offensive, they quickly got together, and Xu Zhe even took her to meet his parents not long after.
After returning from Xu Zhe's hometown, they got married.
Her parents tried to dissuade her several times, hoping she would reconsider. They said that with her qualifications, she could find anyone else, so why would she be so obsessed with Xu Zhe? They even wanted to send her abroad to study, hoping that she would be able to forget Xu Zhe over time. However, no matter how much they tried to persuade her, they ultimately failed. She had no choice but to accept Xu Zhe as her son-in-law.
With her vision of a better life, she took many wedding photos with Xu Zhe, and married her beloved wearing the wedding dress of her childhood dreams.
At that time, she didn't know that she was not marrying for love, and what awaited her was not a sweet life after marriage, but beatings and insults again and again.
Just after their honeymoon, she realized something was amiss. Before their marriage, Xu Zhe had been a cheerful and positive person, his face glowing as he stood in front of her to protect her and swung his fist. But after their marriage, he was a completely different person. He was always cold at home. If a word he said didn't agree with, he would stare at her with his eyes fixed, neither speaking nor moving, like a hungry wolf in the dark night, ready to pounce and bite someone's neck at any moment. Only when she gave in and said all the nice things he could would he smile again.
At first she thought it was normal. After all, Xu Zhe was several years older than her, and he was a man, so it was normal for him to have a temper.
Gradually, she found that something was wrong with him.
He didn't allow her to contact friends of the opposite sex, and even didn't like her talking or looking at the opposite sex. He would be unhappy even if the person was the family driver. Once he was unhappy, he would lock her up at home to reflect until she admitted her mistake.
Until this moment, she still thought that he just loved her too much, so he was worried about gains and losses. She told herself countless times in her heart that he would change, he just didn't have the right way to love her, and she would definitely teach him what love is.
Her parents gave her two villas after she got married. She originally wanted to move in with Xu Zhe so that she could be closer to her parents, but Xu Zhe refused on the grounds that he didn't want to be accused of being a gigolo.
She had no choice but to move with Xu Zhe into his two-story house in the suburbs.
Coming to this unfamiliar place, she had nowhere to go except staying at home every day. She would only go shopping when her sisters asked her to. The rest of the time, she stayed at home, thinking about how to be a good wife and mother, and how to make Xu Zhe love her more.
During this period, her parents also heard some rumors and wanted to come and pick her up home many times, but Xu Zhe always refused them with various reasons.
They had no choice but to contact her by phone and told her to go home if she was unhappy.
However, she was bewitched by a ghost and listened to Xu Zhe wholeheartedly, politely declining her parents' concern.
When Xu Zhe's fist landed on her for the first time, she was more in disbelief than anger. She didn't understand why, after so long, she still couldn't seem to warm Xu Zhe's heart, and he still refused to listen to her explanation.
She remembered it very clearly. That day, when he came back, she just took the clothes he took off and said, "You must have worked hard. I have prepared food for you. Come and wash your hands and eat."
Just this one sentence touched Xu Zhe's sore spot, and the next second, Xu Zhe's sandbag-sized fist fell on her without warning.
She fell to the ground before she even had time to cry out in pain.
Xu Zhe was like a mad beast, punching her mercilessly, one after another.
The dense pain on her face and body made her feel as if she couldn't feel her own body.
"What the hell do you mean? Do you look down on me?"
"Hard work? What's hard work? Do you know that when I go out, everyone says I'm climbing the ladder and hooking up with a rich woman?"
"If you weren't so useless, how could I become like this?"
He mumbled a lot, but she didn't hear a word. She just felt a buzzing in her ears, as if the god of death was standing beside her, waving his scythe and staring at her hungrily.
Finally, Xu Zhe was tired of fighting.
He shook his numb hands, took a long breath, and walked towards the dining table in a light-hearted manner. Without bothering to wipe the blood off his hands, he immediately picked up his chopsticks and started eating with relish. Soon, he threw down his chopsticks, grabbed the exquisitely arranged food on the plate with both hands, and stuffed it into his mouth rudely.
After eating and drinking, Xu Zhe belatedly remembered that there was a person lying on the ground.
"Honey, are you okay? I'm sorry, it's all my fault. I didn't control myself. I was too impulsive. Honey, can you please forgive me? I won't dare to do it again next time."
He helped her up and knelt before her, weeping bitterly.
She had never seen Xu Zhe like that, crying like a child with tears and snot.
"Wife, I was really wrong. You will forgive me, right? Believe me, there won't be a next time. If I do this again, I will be worse than a beast. If I hit you again, my Xu family will be extinct. Woohoo, wife, I can't live without you. I just love you too much. You are so beautiful and your family conditions are so good. Why did you fall for me? I am not worthy of you at all. I worry every day, worried that you will leave me. Wife, please don't leave me, okay? Let's be together forever, good wife, wife, I beg you, please promise me, okay?"
Her mind was a mess, and she had no space or time to think. As he spoke his heartfelt confession, she nodded mechanically, and the thought of going home and getting a divorce that had just arisen in her mind completely dissipated from the world.
Yeah, like he said, he just loved her too much.
He will get better and better, and he will know how to love her.
She was supported by Xu Zhe and returned to the bedroom.
The beating made her stay in bed for a whole week. During this week, Xu Zhe did not go to class. He waited by her bed every day, busying herself around. When she was hungry, he fed her porridge; when she was thirsty, he gave her water; he even carried her when she brushed her teeth and went to the toilet.
She felt his unprecedented care and consideration.
He really loves me, she thought.
The second domestic violence was even more violent and unreasonable. Just when she was immersed in Xu Zhe's tenderness and consideration, Xu Zhe exploded again.
That day, her parents sent their assistant to bring her the latest season's dresses and bags. Looking at the exquisite clothes that her mother had carefully selected for her in the cloakroom, she realized that she had not been to the mall for a long time.
After calling her parents to thank them, she happily picked up one of the clothes and tried it on herself, "Honey, does this look good on me?"
"ah……"
The skirt in her hand suddenly flew out, and her back hit the cabinet in the cloakroom with a bang. The hard cabinet made her back feel as if a piece of flesh was scraped off alive, and the pain and suffocation from her neck made her open her eyes wide.
"Bitch, you regret it now, don't you? You've suffered so much with me, right? Do you want to go back to your rich parents and be their good daughter? I'm telling you, no way."
"Why are you so cheap? I told you not to flirt with other men, but you just wouldn't listen. Why were you flirting with that man just now? Did I fail to satisfy you or what? You're so cheap that you have to rush to lick him. Can he satisfy you?"
"Bitch, bitch, I'm going to kill you."
"No... no, I didn't seduce..."
She struggled hard, trying to pry open his big, iron-like hands, but in the face of absolute strength, her actions were like an egg hitting a stone, and she couldn't shake him at all.
"You still dare to be so stubborn. I saw it all, and you still dare to lie to me? Do you think I'm easy to fool? Tell me, how many times have you cheated on me? Tell me."
Her breathing became more and more difficult, and the dark cloud of death once again hung over her head. She didn't understand why he lost control again. He was clearly changing, and he clearly said that he would love her forever and would never hit her again.
"Let...let me go..." Her voice became weaker and weaker.
She didn't know how it ended that day, she only knew that when she woke up she found her hands and feet tied to the bed.
She was shocked and angry. She wanted to get up but found that she couldn't move at all.
"Wife, are you awake?"
Xu Zhe pushed the door open and came in. He was wearing a white T-shirt and had a rare gentle smile on his face. The food in his hands was steaming, and the rising heat enshrouded his face, adding a lot of gentleness to him.
"You must be hungry, right? Here, this is your favorite dish I made especially for you."
Seeing him come in, she shrank unconsciously and wanted to step back, but the hard bed beneath her made it impossible for her to retreat.
Her actions made Xu Zhe's eyes flash with hurt, "Wife, I scared you that day, didn't I? Wife, I'm sorry? Will you never forgive me?"
She turned her head away, not wanting to listen to his excuses anymore.
The next second, she felt water droplets falling on her arm and he cried.
"Wife, I am a beast, worse than an animal, I deserve death, I beat my wife, I am not a human being..."
As he spoke, he slapped himself left and right, and the slapping sounds were particularly loud in the quiet bedroom.
"That's enough, stop hitting me."
In the end, she couldn't bear it and stopped him.
He hugged her with a look of surprise: "Wife, you forgive me, don't you?"
She still turned her head away from him, "Xu Zhe, let's...get a divorce."
With a snap, the bowl was smashed into pieces.
"Wife, you still won't forgive me, right? I deserve to die. I'll use my life to make amends for your sins. Can we not get divorced?"
She heard the sound of porcelain shards piercing into flesh, and Xu Zhe knelt on the shards on the ground without hesitation.
She panicked, "You, you, you, get up quickly!"
"Wife, I won't get up until you forgive me. I deserve to die anyway, so consider it my compensation to you."
"Don't be like this, get up quickly." Her voice was filled with tears.
"No, I'm not responsible. I deserve it." As he said this, he began to slap himself again and again. His face soon became red and swollen at a speed visible to the naked eye.
She was terrified.
"Stop hitting me, please stop hitting me. I forgive you, please stop hitting me." Tears flowed into his mouth, salty and bitter.
"Then, my dear, will you still divorce me?" Xu Zhe knelt on the ground and took two steps towards the bed, eagerly grabbing her hand. "You forgive me, so we won't divorce, right?"
She stared at the ceiling, tears silently wetting her hair. "No, I won't divorce you."
"That's great, honey. I love you. Really, I love you."
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