My fiancé was obsessively possessive. I was the newly found real daughter. To make sure I couldn’t leave him, he had thugs assault me in an alley. Then he showed up pretending to be my savior, taking the beating himself.

I developed depression and had no choice but to rely on him.

Then the fake daughter showed up with her gang. Grabbing my face, she sneered, "I'm the only daughter of the Shaw family!"

I was dunked in a toilet, my face slashed, my body violated, and every wound sewn shut with needles. Blood covered the floor.

My fiancé burst in with my parents. Seeing my state, they got furious.

"You filthy maid's daughter! How dare you?"

"Bang, bang, bang."

The girl in the pink tutu kept slamming my head against the wall, muttering continuously.

"Didn't want to open the door, huh? Thought we couldn't get in?

"We're inside, and you still dare to act arrogantly like the fiancée of the Ford family?"

Dazed and with blood trickling from the corner of my forehead, I swallowed my sobs and asked, "The fiancée of the Ford family?"

The girl in the pink dress tossed me to the ground.

She clapped her hands and turned to the girl behind her.

"You do it!"

A girl in a black lace crop top and a bad-girl outfit stepped forward.

With a loud slap, she struck me across the face.

"Stupid wretch. Of course, we're talking about Ethan Ford, the president of the Norwyn Focal Group, the young master of the Ford family!"

Ethan Ford?

I had lived a smooth sailing life since childhood, but three months ago, I was suddenly targeted after I went to university.

I was dragged into a dark alley by a group of thugs and subjected to violence and humiliation.

Until a kind-hearted passerby intervened and forcefully pulled them away.

"Let her go! If you don't, I'll call the police right now!"

"You dare challenge me? Try it, if you can," said one of the thugs, raising an iron rod and hitting the good Samaritan.

Though he was beaten, he still shielded me and helped me escape the alley.

When I saw the light again, I lost consciousness.

When I woke up, a wealthy couple was standing by my bed.

"Evelyn, we are your parents."

I shrank in fear and said, "Go away, I don't know you! Leave me alone!"

The man who saved me, still with bandages in his hand, stood before me and persuaded them.

"Mrs. Shaw, Mr. Shaw, Evelyn needs rest now. I'll explain everything to her. Please go home for now."

The couple hesitated and glanced at me, but eventually, they left.

I curled up in the corner, trembling uncontrollably.

The man spoke gently. "My name is Ethan Ford. I'm your fiancé. The two people just now are your biological parents.

"You were switched with another child by the nanny when you were born, and now there's a foster daughter in your family named Serena."

He handed me a paternity test.

Since then, my life had no longer been lonely, as I had a fiancé who loved me deeply.

He spoiled me to no end.

Every day, he prepared the latest luxury clothes and five-star restaurant meals for me.

As well as endless amounts of money.

Except, he didn't let me leave this villa.

I had developed depression from the trauma I suffered before, and he stayed by my side day and night, comforting me.

Recently, my condition had improved, and I wanted to go outside.

But he wouldn't let me.

We had a huge argument.

In the end, he compromised and agreed that I could walk in the garden downstairs, but only with him accompanying me.

One day, a new security guard greeted me warmly, and Ethan saw it.

That night, I overheard him making a phone call, saying he was going to have the security guard's eyes gouged out.

Just because the man had looked at me once.

That was when I realized, he had an almost obsessive possessiveness over me.

Slap.

I covered my face.

The lace-clad girl yelled at me. "Hey! Answer me! Why are you here?"

I didn't respond, my eyes fixed on the girl in the pink tutu sitting leisurely on the sofa.

I asked cautiously, "Are you Serena Shaw?"

The girl didn't answer but just glanced at the lace-clad girl.

The lace-clad girl immediately understood and said, "How dare you ask about her name?

"Just because you look a bit like her, you dare to call yourself Ethan's fiancée? Who gave you the right?

"Trying to play the 'stand-in' game?"

With that, the lace-clad girl raised her hand, and I braced myself for the slap.

I dodged at the last moment.

Serena's entourage spoke up.

"Slapping isn't fun. Let's just carve her face and be done with it."

"I agree. "Let's see if she still dares to flaunt a face that likes Serena's and seduce men!"

Serena spoke coldly, "Then let's just ruin her face!"

Panicking, I shouted, "I'm Ethan's fiancée! If you ruin my face, he will be furious!"

After a glance at each other, the girls in the entourage turned their eyes toward Serena.

Serena snapped, "You cheeky wretch. Still dreaming of being part of my family?

"Ethan was just bored while I was away. You’re a stand-in, and you really bought it?"

She raised her hand and casually pointed at a few people.

"You... and you, take her to the bathroom.

“Make her rinse her mouth with toilet water, and wash that foolish brain of hers. She shouldn't daydream!"

Immediately, two girls and the lace-clad girl grabbed me and pushed me to the bathroom.

They forced my head down into the toilet.

I struggled to lift my head, but they pressed it down again.

After several times, I was nearly unconscious.

Serena then walked in and ordered, "Alright, drown her now. What's next?"

"Yes."

The three girls hastily dragged me in front of Serena.

My head was pulled back, and my chin was gripped.

Serena crouched down in front of me, playing with a blade.

"How dare you? Who doesn't know Ethan belongs to me, and yet you stay by his side trying to seduce him!"

I shook my head desperately and explained, "It's not like that, I'm his fiancée!"

But Serena wouldn't listen, and the blade flashed silver.

"Ah!"

The pain hit, and I screamed out loud.

Serena disgustedly tossed the blade aside onto the girl in red.

Serena covered her ears with both hands and impatiently ordered the girl, "Shut up! You do it!"

The girl in red asked timidly, "How many cuts, Serena?"

Serena glared at her, and the girl in red immediately shut her mouth.

She made a few quick cuts across my face.

The pain made me scream in agony.

The broken sounds mixed with my pleas.

"Stop cutting. Ethan won't let you get away with this if he finds out."

Ever since that incident, I had lost hope for life, let alone something as trivial as a face.

But if Ethan found out what they were doing today, they wouldn't get off easy.

The previous security guards were a prime example.

Serena carefully wiped her fingers with a disinfecting wipe.

She said faintly, "Don't stop!"

The girl in red nodded and increased the force of her cuts.

"Ahhh."

The agonizing screams echoed through the bathroom.

The images of the previous humiliations flooded my mind, and I lost all desire to fight back.

All my strength drained away, and I no longer struggled or screamed.

It wasn't until my face was so cut up that there was no more skin left to carve on.

Serena threw the disinfecting wipe on my face and ordered the girl in red to stop.

"Alright, that's enough. The face is ruined. Time for the next step!"

As soon as the words left her mouth, the girls behind her rushed forward.

In no time, they stripped me of my clothes. A few of them even brutally pinched my private areas.

It was the same humiliation all over again.

The same thing I had endured before.

I seemed to sink back into that dark, hopeless memory. My face hurt, blood flowed endlessly and I couldn't breathe…

I wanted to die. Just let me die…

It hurt so much... What's the point of living? I didn't care about anything anymore…

The other girls eagerly and cruelly handled me.

Serena yelled in displeasure, "She's not reacting at all. Why are you all so excited?"

A few of the girls who were still taking pictures immediately dropped their phones, the sound of them hitting the floor.

The lace-dressed girl hurriedly approached and asked her.

"Serena, what should we do next?"

Serena frowned and waved her hand, saying, "Skip to the second-to-last step!"

The lace-dressed girl bent over, nodding quickly.

"Okay, okay, I'll make the call."

I never expected they had a whole process for tormenting others.

But it didn't matter. After all, death was inevitable. It was just a matter of how much suffering came in between.

Less than five minutes later.

A group of thugs rushed into the bathroom.

As soon as they saw me, the leader of the group stepped back a few steps in fear.

He said to Serena nervously, "Serena, this is someone Mr. Ford wants to protect!"

Serena lazily lifted her eyelids and asked, "What do you mean?"

The thug trembled and explained, "Last time, Mr. Ford had us pretend to bully a college girl so he could swoop in and save her.

“But after we did it, he got mad that some of my guys touched her and had all their hands chopped off."

He was nearly crying as he spoke.

Serena's focus was entirely on the fact that Ethan had tried to play the hero for me.

The jealousy in her eyes was barely contained, and she shouted, "It was because I wasn't around him back then! If you don't deal with her now, I'll take your lives!"

The thug shrank back, fear evident in his voice.

"But she's Mr. Ford's woman. We… "

Mr. Ford's woman?

I had always felt someone was watching me in the shade when I was being humiliated and beaten three months ago.

On that day, after I finished my part-time job, I was dragged into a dark alley.

That group of animals tore at my clothes, saying crude things to me.

When I was pushed deeper into the pitch-black alley, I could sense the people around me slowly disappearing.

Then, my hands and feet were tied, and the tearing pain spread throughout my body.

I endured the humiliation again and again until everything finally fell silent.

When my pants were pulled up, the sounds of the animals' laughter returned.

Then Ethan showed up.

Considering what this scruffy man had just said, an unbelievable thought flashed in my mind.

Before he could continue, I struggled to get up.

My throat was hoarse from shouting, and I could only ask weakly, "Are you saying that Ethan was the one who violated me that day?"

The thug didn't dare to look at me, and with his eyes closed, he nodded.

My faith shattered.

I had once thought he was the light in my life, but it turned out the darkness came from him.

What use was this ray of light, almost transparent and full of intent?

Serena, upon realizing that Ethan had done it with me, couldn't accept it and screamed, "I don't care! You all better do it now!"

She then pointed her finger at the thugs behind her and then at me, continuing to threaten them.

"Or else, you'll take her place!"

The moment these words left her mouth, the thugs dared not retreat any further.

Serena continued to push, saying, "You know Ethan loves me the most. I also have my parents' protection. What are you afraid of?

"Go ahead! I've got you covered. Ethan won't touch you!"

Her words gave the thugs some courage. The leader of the group led them into the bathroom, all crowding in.

Serena and her group of girls backed out.

After several rounds of humiliation, a torrent of hatred grew in me, shaking with rage.

How could Ethan treat me this way?

And how could Serena allow this?

Since I was indeed the biological daughter of the Shaw family, how could they treat me like this? I refused to accept it!

I started to fight back with all my might, struggling desperately.