On the third day of the Lunar New Year, Shane Yu took my family and me to see a live performance at the theater.
It was the most famous theater in Northeast China, Liu Laolao’s Grand Stage, and he had reserved VIP seats. My parents were very satisfied with his choice and watched with great interest.
Shane Yu sipped his tea elegantly, smiling gently, as if he were a refined gentleman. Who could have imagined that such a well-dressed man would commit such a beastly act against me last night?
Yesterday, that sleazy man touched my buttocks. When we got home, he forced me into the bathtub and repeatedly washed me, then pinned me down, biting my shoulders and skin. I was like Shane Yu’s plaything, completely at his mercy.
Then, in front of my family, he acted all respectable, but in private, he was worse than a beast.
Noticing me staring at him, Shane Yu turned to look at me. His eyes were like those of a hungry wolf, radiating greed. “Don’t look at me like that, there are too many people here, let’s wait to go home!” Then, he reached out and stroked my face like he was petting a pet, then kissed my forehead, as if I were his personal property.
All of this appeared as a sweet interaction between us to my mother, who looked at us with a face full of satisfaction, smiling broadly. I, on the other hand, felt inwardly miserable, helplessly turning my head away to continue eating my melon seeds and candied fruit.
After watching the performance, we went to a private room in the largest hotel in Shengcheng to enjoy a sumptuous banquet. Along the way, people kept enthusiastically calling out to him, “Mr. Yu,” and he always responded to each one with a smile.
Entering the private room, Shane Yu maintained his gentle and warm demeanor, chatting amiably with my family. His elegant manners made everyone present feel comfortable and at ease. At the table, he meticulously served me food and took care of me, as if I were his most precious treasure.
Just then, a waiter accidentally spilled some soup while serving the dish, almost splashing it on me. Shane Yu reacted quickly, shielding his hand from the splattering soup. His brow furrowed slightly, revealing a hint of displeasure.
“Are you alright?” I asked with concern, my gaze falling on his scalded hand, which was already quite red.
“I’m so sorry!” The waiter, pale with fright, hurriedly apologized.
Shane Yu smiled gently and said forgivingly, “It’s alright, just be more careful next time. I’m fine with the burn, but please don’t burn my little one!”
Hearing this, my heart warmed. I anxiously grabbed a bottle of water and gently rinsed the burn.
“Thank you!” I thanked Shane Yu.
Shane Yu gently stroked my hair, comforting me, “I’m fine, don’t worry. Let’s eat!” Throughout the meal, Shane Yu chatted warmly with my father, occasionally bursting into hearty laughter. They discussed work, life, and future plans, creating a very harmonious atmosphere.
As night fell, red lanterns hung along the streets of Shengcheng, and firecrackers crackled and popped. Shane Yu drove me back to Shirley Xiu’s place. As soon as we entered, Shirley Xiu noticed Shane Yu’s scalded hand and, with a pained expression, carefully applied burn ointment.
Just then, Isaac Yu ran over excitedly, toy car in hand. “Auntie, you’re here!” he shouted excitedly.
“Yes! Come here,” I replied, then hugged him tightly, carefully examining the adorable little guy.
He and Shane Yu were practically identical, especially their big, bright, and clear eyes.
“Auntie, you look so beautiful when you smile!” Isaac Yu stared at me, a radiant smile on his face.
Hearing this, I couldn’t help but cover my mouth and burst into laughter.
Just then, Shane Yu walked over and, without a word, sat down between us. He said to his son with a stern face, “Go play over there.” Isaac Yu pouted, showing his displeasure, but dared not disobey his father’s order, and could only obediently walk to the side.
Then, Shane Yu’s arm naturally wrapped around my slender waist, and he said with a slight frown, “Are you doing this on purpose? Trying to get back at me by deliberately seducing my son?”
“How could I! He’s still so young…” I quickly explained.
“Anyway, you can’t hug him anymore! I’ll be jealous!” Shane Yu warned me seriously.
“I know!” I rolled my eyes at Shane Yu inwardly.
Shane Yu slowly moved closer and kissed Sharon Yao’s cheek.
“There are people here!” I backed away.
Shane Yu frowned when he saw me avoid him, shamelessly saying, “You’re all my women, what are you afraid of!”
I felt even more uncomfortable… cursing Shane Yu as a super scumbag… Back at the villa that night.
“Sharon Yao, come here and kiss your husband!” Shane Yu, having finished his shower, beckoned me with a seductive, fox-like voice.
I went over, and he grabbed my neck, kissing my lips like a hungry tiger pouncing on its prey, until I was almost suffocating.
“How about you have a baby for me?” Shane Yu’s voice whispered in my ear, like a devil’s temptation.
“I…I don’t want to.” I refused outright, as if trying to shut his voice out.
“Why?” Shane Yu picked me up, carrying me like a precious treasure towards the bedroom.
“I…I’m too young, I’m not mentally prepared to be a mother!” I explained, my voice trembling.
“I want a baby with you! Let’s have a baby girl! She’ll definitely be as beautiful as you!” Shane Yu held me, his tone gentle, yet it made me feel nauseous.
“I…I’m not ready yet! Let’s wait!” I declined, as if resisting his suggestion.
Shane Yu said domineeringly, “You have no choice. I want a daughter. If the first one isn’t, you’ll keep having more!”
He was tearing at my clothes, as if trying to rip my resistance apart.
I protested, “Let’s talk about it after the postgraduate entrance exam!”
“It’s just the postgraduate entrance exam. Even if you don’t do well, I can still make sure you go to university!” Shane Yu said willfully, as if mocking my nervousness.
“As long as you take good care of your husband, I can give you anything you want!”
I sighed inwardly: I just want to get away from you…
“Mmm!” Sharon Yao nodded desperately in Shane Yu’s arms, as if she had lost all strength to resist.
