I paused.

"Wanda, besides you, I really have no other relatives. You can beat me, scold me, or do anything you want. Please don't divorce me, okay? "

This was the first time he cried since we met.

But I couldn't tell anymore whether he was feeling sorry for Nancy or was really afraid of divorcing me.

I didn't say anything and he hugged me tighter.

"Wanda, for the sake of the baby, please forgive me this time. After she finishes the lawsuit, I will immediately draw a clear line with her."

I didn’t expect that the fruit of our love would now become a tool to kidnap me.

I didn't say anything, but I didn't struggle anymore, and finally I compromised.

After waking up, Nancy shouted Raymond's name loudly in the room.

He took my hand and walked out, and I could clearly feel her eyes on both hands.

"Ray..."

She strode up and hugged my husband.

Pushing us aside without leaving a trace.

"I’m so scared. I won’t be able to see you again. I’m really scared..."

He glanced at me and his arms stopped in the air, not knowing whether to hug me or not.

"You said you would never leave me, does that still count? "

Nancy raised her pitiful little face and asked stubbornly.

Being left aside by her, I didn't say anything, just looked at Raymond quietly.

"We are already over. You should wake up. I will ask the lawyer to find a solution for his domestic violence. Please let me go."

He just gave her a light push and Nancy immediately fell to the ground. With her previous injuries, she looked like a broken doll.

"Is it because of her? Ray, you clearly said..."

Nancy, who was sitting on the ground, was speaking incoherently and was in a very bad state.

"She is not in good condition. I am afraid she might hurt you and the baby. I will send her back first."

Raymond touched my head to comfort me.

Before leaving, Nancy looked at me one last time, her eyes full of pride.

An hour after they left, Raymond's phone and text messages were disconnected.

I waited for a long time until an anonymous number sent me a few photos.

In the photo, Raymond was shirtless, and Nancy was lying on his chest like a little bird.

There are no words, but everything is said.

With trembling hands, I dialed the number, but still no one answered.

Raymond did not come back that day.

After a full day of being out of touch, he knelt on the living room floor.

"Wanda, I’m sorry..."

He moved towards me on his knees.

I squatted down and unbuttoned his clothes one by one.

His chest was covered with thick hickeys.

While waiting, I kept comforting myself that the photos were photoshopped. Now it seems ridiculous.

"Wanda, can you please pay attention to me? "

Without waiting for my answer, he suddenly began to fan himself, rubbing the skin on his chest vigorously, turning a large area red and even causing the skin to peel off.

The bigger his movements, the more painful my heart feels.

But I still dodged when he wanted to touch me.

"Nasty..."

One word separated the distance between us, just like The Mariana Trench.

The air was silent for a long time, and something on the table fell to the ground with a crisp sound, which brought the two people back to their senses.

His lips moved, they were bloodless and his face was pale.

Raymond said nothing and went into the bathroom silently. When he came out, I was shocked.

The area that was originally covered with marks has turned completely red, completely covering up its original flirty appearance.

Some of the deep marks were covered in blood.

"You..."

I looked at him, speechless with shock.

"Wanda, you can't see anything now. I've already washed myself clean. Please don't leave me. "

He looked at me aggrievedly and lowered his head again.

"She drugged me, I had no strength in my body, I could only let her do whatever she wanted, but I swear, nothing really happened between us."

He raised his hand as if swearing, his eyes filled with determination.

As soon as my hands touched his skin, he gasped.

Then he looked at me in surprise.

"Wanda, do you believe me? "

I nodded helplessly, and he started laughing. The wound on his body was affected and he grimaced in pain, which looked particularly funny.

Because of this incident, Raymond consciously distanced himself from Nancy and left all matters to the lawyers.

Our relationship gradually fixed up.

But when everything is going well, bad things are bound to happen.

Nancy climbed to the roof of the 26th floor.

Many fire trucks came and all kinds of measures were taken, but that was not the 6th floor, but the 26th floor. If she jumped down, everything would be in vain.

When I received the news, Raymond was making soup for me.

He didn't even turn off the fire and rushed out.

I followed him out after I had dealt with everything.

I was standing at the exit of the underground parking lot, watching him pass by me without even a glance.

I called a cab and followed him all the way to where Nancy was about to jump.

"It's such a pity that you can't talk about it properly at such a young age. "

"Why are there so many people gathered here? "