Chapter 32


    The next morning, I was woken up by an prison guard, who asked me to work.


    As soon as I opened my eyes, I immediately grabbed her and said, "My child! Someone killed my


    child yesterday!"


    The prison guard looked at me up and down, "Are you crazy?"


    "I am not!"


    I defended myself.


    However, the intruders had taken away everything that flowed out of my stomach with the basins


    they had brought yesterday.


    I lowered my head and saw that there was still some blood on my pants. Then I pointed to the


    bloodstain and said to the prison guard, "This, this is the blood that flowed out of my body


    yesterday!"


    The prison guard looked at me and rolled her eyes at me, "We are all women. You should have


    informed me earlier if you are having a period."


    No matter what I said, she wouldn''t be convinced.


    And she arranged for me to go to work.


    When I finished my work and wanted to go back to my cell, the prison guard stopped me and


    pointed to a cell where many people lived as she said, "From today on, you will live here."


    I suddenly realized that the reason why I could live in that cell with good conditions yesterday was


    that someone probably had set everything in ce long ago.


    As soon as I entered the cell where many people lived, a few fat women surrounded me. One of


    them grabbed my hair and asked me, "Are you the one who kept yelling yesterday and disturbed


    me from sleeping well?"


    "No... I..."


    Seeing that she was unkind, I wanted to deny it subconsciously, only to be directly punched in the


    face!


    After that, several women pressed me to the corner of the wall, beating and kicking me over and


    over again.


    I curled up and heard one of the women who beat me say, "As for her, there is a special approval.


    We can hit her at our will as long as we don''t beat her to death."


    I felt a chill run down my spine.


    "Patrick Cowell, you''re so cruel!"


    (To be continued)


    Time passed by...


    Finally, my sentence of one-and-a-half-year imprisonment was up.


    I stood at the entrance of the jail with wounds and scars all over my body. The strong sunlight shone


    on me, making me feel a little pain. At the same time, it made me more like I was alive.


    "Charlotte, wee back."


    As I looked up and felt the warmth and the freedom, I heard a warm and familiar voice.


    It was Seth.


    We hadn''t seen each other for more than a year. He was wearing a light- colored suit, which made


    him look more mature and handsome.


    But for me, a year and a half''s cruel life in prison made me skinny. My hair was sallow. And my skin


    was dry and devoid of sticity.


    Standing with him, I feel that I was dull.


    Seth didn''t treat me differently because of the change in my appearance.


    He gently opened the door of the co-driver''s seat for me.


    The weather was still somewhat cold in the early warm spring. And he had already turned on the


    heating for me.


    When I was sitting in the car, I, who had already beenpletely frozen, felt a little warm.


    Fortunately, I was wearing a long sleeve, which could conceal the wounds on my body.


    On the way, Seth kept apologizing to me.


    He said that in the past one and a half years, he had not been doing well. And he had been ming


    himself for failing to help me in the end.


    I looked at him in a daze, feeling even more guilty.


    "It''s my own business. I''m already grateful that you''ve been thinking about me all the time."


    As I spoke, I turned on my cell phone.


    Thetest message came from Lisa.


    She said that she was upied and couldn''te back. So she asked Seth to pick me up.


    The car drove all the way to the downstairs of a residential quarter.


    Seth handed me a key, "This is a house I rented for you. I have purchased all the daily necessities


    for you."


    I can''t...''


    When I was about to refuse him, he reached out and forced me to ept the key, "Don''t refuse me.


    After you find a job and are financially stable, you can pay the rent by yourself."


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    I looked at Seth gratefully and did not refuse him as I said, "Thank you. I will pay the money back to


    you after I make money."


    I indeed needed a ce to stay.


    He apanied me into the house, where all kinds of household supplies were avable, including


    slippers, shampoo, and bath liquid. Seth had purchased all of them for me.