The dark night was accompanied by thunder, and the heavy rain seemed to drown the whole city. In the villa at the end of the winding road, Lin Midsummer's hands and feet were tied together with the bed by iron chains.

It was dark all around, and only the sound of thunder and rain continued to invade her. Fear and despair were torturing her all the time.

Suddenly, the heavy door was pushed open from the outside, followed by a crisp sound of leather shoes stepping on the floor. The sound kept approaching her.

In the end, he stopped two steps away from her. Lin Midsummer's heart was in her throat. She tried her best to open her eyes wide, but she could only see a slender outline in the darkness.

"Who... who are you?" Her voice was indescribably hoarse at the moment, and her throat was extremely dry and thirsty when she spoke.

The man didn't answer. Instead, he leaned over to get close to her. Suddenly, a bolt of lightning flashed by and the big room became bright in an instant. At a glance, Lin Midsummer was stunned.

The man was very close to her, and his skin was so white that it seemed to be shining. A pair of long and narrow phoenix eyes were staring at her on his nearly perfect face. He was like the ice in the polar region, as if he could freeze her with a glance. His thin lips opened slightly, and his voice was so cold that there was no emotion in it. "How old are you?"

"Ten... eighteen."

Suddenly, the iron chain moved twice, and a figure was pressed down. Then, the only coat that could cover her body was torn apart. The man held her down forcefully. As she screamed, her body felt a fierce pain as if it was going to be torn apart...

"Ah..." Lin Midsummer suddenly sat up from the bed, with cold sweat dripping from her forehead. She took a deep breath to calm down.

It had been three years, and she would have this strange nightmare every once in a while.

She lifted the quilt and got out of bed. She walked to the bathroom barefoot, and the cold water splashed on her face, which eased a little.

When she got out of the bathroom, she faintly heard a voice outside. She couldn't help but smile. She had been with Meng Zewen for three years, and they had even reached the point of talking about marriage. This villa was their wedding room. Even if the situation of Lin's Group was not very optimistic now, he didn't dislike her and treated her the same way.

Lin Midsummer put on her slippers and went out. She faintly heard a woman's voice. "Ze Kai, don't do this. Midsummer is still here..."

"So what if she's here?" The man's voice was low and pleasant to listen to.

A sense of uneasiness rose in Lin Midsummer's heart. She stepped forward quietly. The man had his back to her, but she could tell at a glance that he was her boyfriend whom she had been dating for three years.

At this moment, Meng Zewen was holding a woman and kissing her. Lin Midsummer staggered back and covered her mouth in disbelief, tears welling up in her eyes.

How could this be? How could this be?

How could Ze Kai betray her? He was still in their wedding room.

The woman looked up and saw Lin Midsummer standing not far away. The corner of her mouth was slightly raised. She put her arms around the man's neck, and her long legs directly wrapped around the man's waist. "Ze Kai, don't you love Midsummer very much?"

"Do... do she deserve it?"

The last hope in his heart collapsed at this moment. Lin Midsummer trembled and stepped forward.

"Why?" Even though the truth was in front of her, she still wanted to know the reason.

Why did this man, who had said that he loved her yesterday, suddenly become so heartless?

Meng Zekai looked back, his expression like a frozen rock. He looked at her with no emotion in his eyes. "Why? Because you are cheap!"

There was a hint of ferociousness on his handsome face. "I thought you didn't let me touch you because you wanted to keep the first time on your wedding night. It turns out that you've been a bitch who can be husband and wife for a long time. Lin Midsummer, do you think I'm a fool?"

...

There were only two street lamps outside the villa, shining with dim yellow light. Lin Midsummer was only wearing thin pajamas and a pair of slippers on his feet.

She took a few steps with some difficulty. She felt as if she had been drained of all her strength. She turned around and looked at the tightly shut door. There was only nothingness left. Every breath she breathed seemed to be filled with endless despair.

She wiped her tears and walked forward. There seemed to be a bar nearby. She wanted to get drunk and get completely drunk.

Inside the room, Meng Zekai's long and narrow eyes narrowed slightly, and a scary gloom flashed through them. When the woman wanted to go forward again, he pushed her away mercilessly. "Get lost!"

The woman's clothes were in disarray and she fell to the ground, revealing the attractive light of spring. She said pitifully, "Ze Kai... Didn't you say that you don't love Midsummer?"

"It's not your turn!"