Even after hitting me, Michael still wasn’t satisfied. He kicked my suitcase and sent it flying into the swimming pool. I watched the dowry my parents carefully prepared for me sinking into the water. But I didn’t care about my spinning head or the burning pain.
Without further ado, I jumped into the water without thinking. The wounds on my body, which hadn’t fully healed yet, tore open again. Blood mixed with the water, turning it red.
By the time I pulled everything out, I was completely soaked. My whole body was swollen after what I had endured. My skin looked very pale, almost lifeless. Indeed, I was almost dead.
Regina walked over with some clothes. She pretended to help me, but when she touched my wounds, she twisted them cruelly with her fingers. She was indeed a very cruel woman.
“Do you think just because Mr. Purnell once cared about you, you can stay here forever?” she asked as she sneered.
“Michael loves me. And Mrs. Purnell title will always belong to me.”
“We’re getting our marriage certificate this afternoon. You can cry while hugging your divorce papers.”
I could only lie by the pool, gasping in pain. I couldn’t say a single word. My chest hurt too much.