12:37 pm P DDD < Only after his figure completely disappeared did I turn on the receiver on the ring. It turned out Serena Vance was also hospitalized. Julian Blackwood wasn't constantly checking on Serena Vance's IV drip, nor was he personally changing her dressings. Because her minor scratches had long since healed. He certainly wasn't peeling lychees for Serena Vance. Instead, he told her to put the fruit on her skin, and then, he "conquered her territory," devouring her completely, leaving nothing untouched. I couldn't bear to listen anymore. Just as I was about to turn off the switch, I heard Serena Vance's pleading voice. "Husband, if I'm kept locked up any longer, my depression will get worse. I'll truly wither away. Please, don't keep me in the hilltop mansion anymore. I want to go out. I even want to be intimate with you in front of Ms. Hayes, *mmph*..." Serena Vance's words turned into whimpers amidst a series of intense thrusts. When everything became quiet again, Julian Blackwood once more uttered that single word. "Alright." Three days later, I was discharged from the hospital. Julian Blackwood carried me into the car, then from the car all the way to the sofa in the mansion, saying my body had just healed, and he didn't want me to get tired. It sounded so loving, until I spotted Serena Vance among the staff, dressed in a maid's uniform. My heart ached fiercely, and I looked at Julian Blackwood in disbelief. Serena Vance said she wanted to leave the mansion, and his solution was to bring her home? "Summer, it's like this." Julian Blackwood hugged me tighter, his tone gentle and firm. "If that woman had gone to jail back then, it would have only been for three years. Logically, she 12:37 pm P DDD < should be free by now, but I don't want her to get off easy, so I brought her here to serve you, as continued penance." "I also consulted a psychologist. You've been experiencing some stress reactions. Being around her might actually help you. Trust me, Summer, these arrangements are all because I love you." He was full of lies, yet he looked so sincere, his face mirroring how he looked five years ago when he proposed. Back then, he had solemnly sworn that he would never let me suffer any grievance in this life. Now, for another woman, he was pushing my boundaries again and again. How was what he was doing any different from rubbing salt in my wounds? I thought I would feel heartbroken, would refuse, would be angry, would fight back. But instead, I felt utterly empty, so empty that I no longer cared about anything. "Okay, I'll do as you say." Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!