Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

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Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

All he ever wanted was for her to feel pain.

He exerted strength and gripped tightly on her thin waist. His fingers tightened, not caring if he would break her bones.

For a woman he did not love, he was being absolutely cruel to her. He did not realize that as his hand tightened, so would his heart. It felt a throbbing pain. This woman had evoked the most honest and scariest part of him.

He pulled her extremely thin wrist and strode out without caring if the woman beside him was able to catch up with his steps.

He got on the car and started driving while he ordered the woman whom he had bought with money. He could do whatever he wanted with her. Xia Ruoxin rubbed her wrist as she sat in the moving vehicle. She looked down at her red and swollen wrist, rubbing it silently.

It was that apartment again and the same brutal treatment. He tore her clothes off as though he was venting his frustration. He did not care if she could tolerate it or like it, or if she was a willing party.

He abused the poor woman as he pleased. Xia Ruoxin bit down hard on the back of her hand. Besides this, there was nothing she could do for herself.

Perhaps, this was what she deserved—the price for loving this man in the past. She shut her eyes because she could not feel anything. She treated herself as though she was dead, using her body to pay for her daughter's debt.

She owed him, and so her daughter owed him, too.

When he saw her behaving like a corpse, Chu Lui put his hands on her tender shoulders and squeezed. It was followed by a weak sound of a suppressed sob. Xia Ruoxin tolerated it, all the while shaking her head and wishing this torture would end quickly. She really did not want this. When would her humiliation end? Did he want to do this endlessly until the day she dies?

The man on top of her obviously did not have the intention of letting her go. Instead, he pushed harder and became more brutal to force her into voicing her feelings. However, he was unaware of her increasing fear. She was terrified of doing this with him.

There was a limit to what a woman could endure. It's the same for Xia Ruoxin. She was a human being. When more damage eventually became scars which could not be erased, one would realize how difficult it would be to salvage.

After their passionate act, Chu Lui sat by the side in indifference and smoked while Xia Ruoxin started to put wear her clothes. The various trace of bruises on her shoulders was horrifying. He had never been gentle with her.

"What happened to your hair?" Chu Lui straightened up. He loathed her weird hairstyle today. It was not long or short, and it looked fake like a wig. He had sex with a human, not a silicone doll.

"Nothing. It is fake. Isn't it better like this? Having something new?" Xia Ruoxin finished dressing. She stood before him and purposely replied in a joking manner. The world, to her, never really had anything real.

"Mr. Chu, are you going to pay me?" She stretched her hand out. He was done using her body so she deserved to be paid for her service. Her daughter remained hospitalized, and she needed money. A lot of money. With money, Rainy could get her treatments, better food quality, as well as milk powder. The hospital was a bottomless pit. No matter how much she was earning, it didn't seem to fill the hole.

So she needed money. Piles and piles of money.

"Slut!' Chu Lui mocked. The look in his eyes darkened. Xia Ruoxin froze, but she did not speak. Her hand remained outstretched in mid-air. Like he said, she was shameless and degrading to the core.

"I know I'm cheap because I needed money. Without money, I won't be able to survive." Or save Rainy. She would never say that last sentence out loud.