When Sebastian was exchanging wedding rings with me, he still had a sex toy in his pocket meant for him and his younger stepmother. And I, to get back at him, slept with his childhood best friend on our wedding night. I intentionally left marks. But when Sebastian saw the hickeys on my neck, he just casually dialed his friend's number: "Sebastian, bro, your wife is really something else!" "I'm already addicted." Sebastian sounded completely indifferent: "You like her? Then how about sleeping with her again tonight?" Like a madwoman, I smashed his phone to pieces. For the next five years, we became the most infamous purely hate-driven couple in our social circle. Until he drove the Smith family to bankruptcy, sent my father to prison, and caused my brother's death in a car crash. My mother, who had always loved me dearly, went mad overnight, hating me to the core: "It's all your fault! If you hadn't picked a fight with Sebastian, how could the Smith family end up like this!" "Why don't you just die!" That night, Sebastian pinned me beneath him, fiercely kissing the corner of my mouth: "Chloe, whatever tricks you have left, bring them on." My heart finally turned to ash. The bottle of sleeping pills under my pillow pressed painfully against me. No more fighting. This time, I decided to listen to my mother. ...I'm going to die. 01 Tears fell onto the pillow, but Sebastian didn't notice at all. He roughly unbuttoned my pajama top: "Chloe, you've fought with me for five years, it's about time you learned to be obedient." Obedient... My gaze flickered. If it were before, I would have pushed him away like a maniac, slapped him twice, and told him I would never let him have peace in this lifetime. But now, I was exactly as he said, Docile. Lying on the bed like a dead fish, letting him do whatever he wanted. Seeing that I didn't react for a long time, Sebastian uncharacteristically stopped his movements. He frowned, a flash of surprise in his eyes. "Since when did you become so boring?" "Weren't you quite vocal when you were in Ethan's bed back then?" He grabbed my face, forcing me to look at him, but his hand met a large patch of wetness. Sebastian's fingers paused: "What are you crying for?" The smell of Mia's perfume on him made me nauseous. I fixed my gaze on him, From his disheveled clothes to his bobbing Adam's apple, to the corners of his mouth that had just pressed against mine, and finally, his eyes. Our eyes met, touching for a brief second before separating. I opened my mouth: "If you want to vent your lust, hurry up." "I want to sleep." Sebastian's hand on my face suddenly tightened, and the teasing look in his eyes darkened instantly. "What did you say?" He was angry... But my throat felt tight. What was he angry about? Wasn't I being docile, exactly as he wanted? Sebastian stared at me deeply for a long time. In the passing seconds of my silence, the pressure of his hand lessened. Finally, he sneered: "Chloe, you really have endless tricks up your sleeve. You've even learned how to play hard to get." He stood up and began adjusting his clothes. The shape of a square box bulged from his pants pocket. Sebastian's fingers paused slightly, then he threw it in front of me, looking down from a commanding height: "For the sake of you being my wife in name, after bankrupting your family, I should at least compensate you with something." "Chloe, as long as you behave, the position of Mrs. Vance is still yours." The moment the gift box was tossed down, its sharp corner hit my shoulder. It hurt a little. But I still didn't move, didn't even glance at it. Sebastian stared at me for a while, then scoffed coldly: "The state of the Smith family today is your own doing, so you just have to take it. Stop wearing that dead face." "As for the gift, take it or leave it." He picked up his suit jacket, turned, and left. Only a long time later did I pull that bottle of sleeping pills from under my pillow, staring at it blankly. When should I take them? Tomorrow night... Tomorrow is my mother's birthday. I'll go see her one last time. 02 The next day, carrying a cake, I went to the psychiatric hospital. Seeing my mother, I tried my best to force a smile. "Mom, I came to see you." My mother's back, lying on the bed, stiffened, but she ignored me. Fighting back the sourness in my heart, I opened the cake box: "Mom, I came to celebrate your birthday today. The cake is strawberry flavored, your favorite from before." "Get up and eat a little." I spent four hours making it, even one bite is fine, Mom; This is the last time, Mom... But before I could finish, I felt a heavy weight on the back of my head. The next second, my entire face was shoved into the cake. "Get out!" My mother desperately pushed me outward. "Go die! Go be buried with Leo!" The cream was smeared all over my face, sticky and greasy, making it difficult to even breathe. I opened my mouth, wanting to say something. "Mom..." I stumbled, pushed by her against the doorframe. My mother screamed hysterically: "So what if Sebastian is having an affair with Mia? Why couldn't you just pretend you didn't know anything? Chloe, why did you have to throw a temper tantrum at him?" "How could I give birth to such an ungrateful thing like you!" "Chloe, go die! Hurry up and die!" Tears finally fell uncontrollably, my hands trembling slightly. In the past, she loved me the most. She used to say... no matter what I wanted to do, the Smith family would always be my rock. But now, she hated me to the point of madness, hated me enough to tell me to die. Have I really been completely wrong all these years... I lowered my head, looking away, and after a long time, finally spoke: "Okay." I'll listen to you, I'll go die. Perhaps the aura of death in my eyes was too heavy, because she actually fell silent for a moment. The next second, with a bang, she locked me out. I stood frozen outside the door for a long time before I found the strength in my body again. Then, step by step, I shuffled to the restroom to wash the cream off my face. As the cold water hit my face, I slowly gathered my thoughts. I stared at my face in the mirror, speechless for a long time. Perhaps choosing to marry Sebastian back then was a mistake. Now, it was time for this mistake to end. Let it end tonight. By the time I left the psychiatric hospital, it had started to rain. I didn't bring an umbrella and was too tired to call a cab. Walking alone in a daze for who knows how long, soaked to the bone and shivering slightly, a figure suddenly appeared in front of me. The rain instantly stopped. I looked up and saw Sebastian holding an umbrella, staring at me with an unfathomable expression. Through the window, I could also see Mia and a few of his close friends, including Ethan. 03 Sebastian pulled me into their private room at the bar. "What's this? The eldest daughter of the Smith family is bankrupt and can't even afford an umbrella?" Ethan looked at me with a half-smile. "How about you sleep with me again, and I'll give you one?" Roars of laughter erupted around the room. Someone elbowed Ethan and teased: "Enough already. Just how wild was Chloe back then that you're still obsessing over her after five years?" "Sebastian, bro, since you don't care anyway, why don't you let Chloe keep us company? It's not like we won't pay." The explicit, grating comments came one after another. Sebastian sat in the booth, silent. After a long while, the corner of his mouth twitched: "Do whatever you want." As soon as he said this, boos filled the room. The smile on Mia's face grew even more smug and arrogant, though she feigned a glare at them: "Stop it, you guys. What's so great about bullying a little girl?" She leaned close to Sebastian. "Speaking of which, you're practically my daughter-in-law. You've been married to Sebastian for five years, and I haven't even given you a meeting gift." Hearing this, Sebastian's face changed instantly. There was even a hint of jealousy in his eyes as he looked at Mia. In the past, being in this situation, I definitely would have thrown a massive tantrum like a lunatic. But now, I had long lost the fiery passion of love and hate. I just wanted all of this to end quickly. I turned to leave, but was grabbed by the wrist by Mia, who had stood up. "Since we met today, let me give you the Vance family's heirloom jade bracelet." Saying that, she slipped the jade bracelet off her wrist and pulled my hand, intending to put it on me. The next second, the jade bracelet crashed to the floor! Mia stumbled a few steps, missed a step, and fell into Sebastian's arms, tears coming right on cue: "Chloe, I'm your mother-in-law in name at least. Even if you don't like me, you shouldn't have pushed me, and you even broke the Vance family's heirloom..." Her voice choked up: "Sebastian, I sprained my ankle." This trick again. Over the past five years, I don't know how many times Mia had framed me like this. Her acting was clumsy, her excuses flimsy. But Sebastian believed every single one. Unsurprisingly, this time was no different. Sebastian grabbed my wrist with a terrible expression, "Chloe, have my methods not been enough, that even now you show no remorse?" "Apologize to Mia." I lowered my eyes, my gaze falling on the hand grabbing me. "Okay." I looked up and asked him: "How do you want me to apologize?" "Kneel? Kowtow? Or serve those guys..." I used to have sky-high pride, but now I felt that these humiliations were nothing compared to death. I continued speaking, looking at the buddies in Sebastian's booth. "If I'm supposed to serve them, please make it quick. I want to go home before dark." "Chloe!" Sebastian violently flung my hand away. The atmosphere instantly fell dead silent. A long time later, someone finally spoke: "Damn, she really is something else." The voice wasn't loud, but it was crystal clear in the quiet room. "Enough." Sebastian shot the person a dark look, "Watch your mouth." He stared at me for a long time, until Mia tugged at his sleeve, her voice carrying a hint of crying: "Sebastian, my ankle hurts so much." Only then did Sebastian snap back to reality. He picked her up and walked out. "I'll take you to the hospital first." Before leaving, for the first time, he turned back to look at me after turning around, his eyes clouded. Not long after, a message arrived on my phone. Sebastian: [Wait for me at home tonight. About today... I'll listen to your explanation.] I twitched the corner of my mouth. Sebastian, you want me to explain, but tonight... I'm destined not to wait for you. 04 Once Sebastian left, the others sensibly cleared out. Only I remained in the room. I stared at that message for a moment, then silently deleted it along with Sebastian's contact information. Then I went home alone to organize my belongings. One by one... When I dug to the very bottom of a box, my hand suddenly paused. It was a thick stack of old, un-sent love letters. Written to Sebastian when I was young. Although Sebastian and I had an arranged marriage, no one knew that I had secretly liked him for many years. Even during a long period of our messy married life, I hadn't let him go. But now, looking at the bold, unrestrained line in the love letter: [Sebastian, just wait until I make you mine], it felt like a lifetime ago. Just pieces of scrap paper. With a wooden face, I was about to throw them all into the trash can, but they were suddenly snatched away by a strong force. Ethan looked at the stack of love letters, his eyes full of meaning. I couldn't be bothered to ask when he had entered the house. I just expressionlessly held out my hand: "Give them back." His gaze swept over the love letters, a sneer on his lips: "Want them?" "Chloe, so the reason you've been raising hell with Sebastian all these years was harboring such filthy thoughts. But don't worry... in Sebastian's heart, you're probably worse than a dog." Those words sounded familiar. I suddenly remembered the year we first got married, during a fight, his icy glare: "Chloe, all this fuss you make, isn't it just to get me to look at you more?" "But do you deserve it? In my heart, you're nothing but a dog wagging its tail for scraps..." I was silent for a moment, and when I spoke again, my voice was as calm as a pool of dead water. "What exactly do you want?" Ethan reeked of alcohol, his smile vile. "Chloe... sleep with me one more time." As he spoke, he turned on his phone's video recording: "Facing this, let's do it again." Ethan forcefully pinned me down on the bed, speaking frivolously: "Actually, all these years I've always regretted it. You screamed so enthusiastically back then, why didn't I record it?" I lay numbly, offering no resistance, but my hand gripped the bottle of sleeping pills under my pillow tightly. ... Returning to the villa, Sebastian frowned as he looked at the chat box where I hadn't replied. There wasn't even the usual curse. [Chloe, I'm home.] [I told you the position of Mrs. Vance is still yours. Don't throw another princess tantrum next time.] But the only response he got was a red exclamation mark indicating he had been deleted. "Chloe!" The next second, the bloodstains at the door pierced his eyes unexpectedly. Sebastian's pupils shrank violently, and he kicked the door open— 05 All he saw was glaring red. "Chloe!" The me in front of him violently vomited a mouthful of blood, while Ethan desperately shook my shoulders. "Chloe, are you fucking crazy?" "Spit it out!" But I vomited another mouthful of blood, Straight onto the bottle of Amitriptyline nearby. Seeing this scene, Sebastian felt a rush of hot blood surge straight to his head. "What are you doing?!" He violently yanked Ethan away, his mind going blank for a moment as he looked at me, half-dead. "Ethan!" "What did you do to her?!" His voice could no longer suppress his fury. And in my stomach, there was an agonizing, earth-shattering pain. For the first time, I learned that taking sleeping pills didn't just mean going to sleep and dying. Palpitations, chest tightness, suffocation, pain... a myriad of agonizing sensations enveloped my entire body. I suddenly felt a twinge of regret. ...If I had known, I would have chosen another way to die. Although Ethan's drunkenness had completely dissipated, he was also somewhat bewildered, not understanding how things had turned out this way. Just now, as he pinned me down, the phone beside us pointing at me. "Chloe, weren't you quite fierce before? Why are you as boring as a dead fish now?" My gaze finally moved, and I spoke when he was about to take off my clothes. "There are condoms in the closet. Go get them. I don't want to get pregnant." Ethan froze for a moment, unable to hold back a scoff. "Chloe, at a time like this, what are you still pretending for?" He stared at my face, and seeing no reaction, he replied irritably: "Fine." "Truth is, you don't deserve it anyway." He let go of me and stood up. The restraint on my body released, and in that instant, I unhesitatingly poured all the sleeping pills into my mouth. Then, I fell to the floor, vomiting a lot of blood. "She took them herself..." Before he could finish, Sebastian punched Ethan in the face. "Get out!" Pain shot through him, and Ethan's body staggered. When he spoke again, his voice was hoarse: "Sebastian, the most pressing matter now is to get Chloe to the hospital." Sebastian seemed to finally react. He fumbled with his phone a few times, then picked me up and rushed outside. I was already drifting in and out of consciousness, and being jostled by him made my head even groggier. I threw up another mouthful of blood, right onto his suit. "Chloe..." Sebastian's pupils contracted slightly, calling my name in a low voice. "Chloe, don't sleep." He called out to me over and over again. So noisy. I only felt my eyelids getting heavier. Sebastian's voice took on a gritted-teeth quality: "Chloe, if you dare to die, I'll make sure your father spends the rest of his life in prison, never getting out." "And your mother..." That was the last sentence I heard. My heart seized. I moved my mouth, wanting to say something, but was powerless to utter a single word. Finally, my hand dropped uncontrollably. The world was finally peaceful.
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