"I thought she was rich, but she's just spending some man's money. What a little tramp!"

Just then, my mother-in-law came limping out, clutching her back and glaring angrily at Jack.

"Let go of her hand right now! When my son gets back, you'll be sorry!

"Wendy, don't be afraid. Mom will protect you."

Hearing this, Jack wasn't intimidated at all. Instead, he dragged me along the ground, making me slide slowly.

"You old hag, you dare threaten me? It doesn't matter who you think you are—you're still squatting in MY villa. Pack your things and get out!"

The small stones on the ground tore at my legs, leaving two trails of blood behind me.

"Jack, this villa is mine! Go home and ask your parents what really happened back then!

"I'm warning you to let me go, or you're dead!

"This woman isn't my housekeeper. Be careful who you offend!"

Just as Jack was about to speak, Annie interrupted him.

She pushed angrily through the crowd and kicked me hard in the chest.

"You little slut, why are you crying and putting on this act? Are you trying to seduce the rich men around here?

"Wasn't it enough to seduce some pretty boy behind Jack's back? Now you're flirting with everyone!"

Her kick left my chest aching, like a ball of cotton was stuck in my throat.

When Evelyn saw Annie hit me, she rushed over to shield me with her body.

"Wendy, are you okay? Hold on a little longer while I find a way to save you!"

Annie, seeing someone dare to stop her, angrily grabbed her hair and slapped her face several times.

"You old fool! Just because you moved in, you really think this villa is yours?

"Never mind that Wendy Chancer is trash—I'd beat your pretty boy son too if he were here!"

My mother-in-law lost her balance from the blows and fell to the ground, not moving.

Seeing her covered in dirt, I cried out in anguish, "Mom!"

I turned and shouted at Annie and Jack.

"If you have a problem, take it out on me! Don't hit my mom! She's over sixty years old—have you no conscience?”

This comment provoked Jack. He grabbed my hair and pulled his belt off, whipping me over and over.

I lay on the ground, unable to move, barely making out the shadows of people moving around me.

I closed my eyes in despair, thinking I might die right there.

Just then, a man in the crowd couldn't stand it anymore and stepped forward, shouting, "Stop!"

Jack looked up at the bald man and sneered.

"Are you one of Wendy's lovers too? Why do you care so much about her? She must be good in bed if so many of you like her!

"You rich wives better be careful! This woman will sleep with anyone—don't let her steal your husbands!"

His words made the wealthy wives in the crowd look at me with suspicion. Their once sympathetic eyes turned cold, as if they wanted to spit on me.

The man stood in front of me, facing off with Jack.

"Sir, please watch what you say. No matter what, you can't beat a woman in public like this!"

Hearing this, Jack's eyes darted between us, then he punched the man in the nose and straddled him, beating him repeatedly.

"You think I'm scared of you? I'll kill you both, you adulterous couple!"

Through my hazy vision, I could see the good Samaritan's face becoming bruised and swollen from the beating.

"Stop involving innocent people! If you have a problem, take it out on me!"

Jack sneered and walked slowly toward me, pressing his foot on my face and applying more pressure.

"I won't spare this lover of yours or this old woman!

"You're all trash. Today I'll teach you a lesson! Who gave you permission to make yourselves at home in MY villa?"

Then Annie and Jack straddled my mother-in-law and me, slapping our faces repeatedly. I could feel my teeth loosening from the blows.

My mother-in-law had barely opened her eyes when Annie's strikes dazed her. She was too old to fight back against Annie.

Soon her face was covered in blood, making her expression unrecognizable.

When I saw her head loll weakly to one side, I shouted in shock.

The emotional distress triggered my asthma, and I began gasping for air.

"Please... please, get my medicine!"

I couldn't feel pain anymore, only the sensation of someone choking me, making it impossible to breathe.

But Jack violently pushed my hand away, found a bottle of medication in my pocket, and threw it far away.

"Want your medicine? Stop pretending! I never knew you had asthma!"

Annie stood nearby, laughing exuberantly with one hand resting on Jack's shoulder.

"Jack, she cheated on you! Why should we care if she lives or dies?

"If she dies, it's because heaven wants to punish her for being so promiscuous!"

The two of them worked together to lift me up and began tearing at my clothes.

"You like being a slut? Today we'll give you what you want!"

I watched as half my top was ripped away, while several onlookers recorded with their phones.

By now I could barely breathe, only begging Jack over and over.

"Give me... give me my medicine, or I'll die!

"I'm begging you... just give me the medicine, and I'll forgive everything that happened!"

Jack acted like he'd heard something amusing and tossed me to the ground like a rag.

"I should be the one settling scores with you, and you dare talk about forgiveness? What a joke!

"Get out of my villa today and pay me five million! Otherwise, you'll regret it!"

As he spoke, his eyes fixed on my exposed chest, and he couldn't help swallowing.

"If I'd known you had such a great figure, I would have slept with you before I left!

"It's not too late now. Give me some fun, and I'll give you your medicine!"

Jack dangled the asthma inhaler, then picked me up and carried me toward the villa.

"No, don't touch me! Please, let me go!"

I clutched my chest tightly, continuously begging him to spare me.

Jack's eyes roamed over my body with desire.

"Now you're begging me? Too late! If you please me well, I won't charge you for three years of rent!"

Then he pressed his full weight on me.

Feeling the unfamiliar scent on my body, I closed my eyes in despair.

Suddenly, an urgent car horn blared.

A limited-edition Maybach drove into the courtyard.

A dignified man hurriedly stepped out of the car and shouted, "Stop!

"What are you doing here?"

Jack's dismissive expression instantly turned fawning when he recognized the man's face.

He stepped forward and said, "Mr. Henderson, what brings you here?"