Chapter 5

Watching Derek storm over to settle accounts, I quickly switched the screen to the rental house.

Outside the rental house, the queue had already stretched from the third floor down to the first.

At the door, hearing familiar footsteps, Lily's cloudy eyes showed a glimmer of joy.

She crawled and rolled, trying to get to Derek's feet, but Kevin anxiously kicked her away.

"Get lost! What kind of trash are you to dirty our boss's shoes!"

At this moment, she was filthy all over, chained in the corner of the bed.

Her whole body reeked with a terrible stench, her hair stuck to her face in clumps.

Lily tried hard to speak, wanting to call Derek's name.

But after three days without a drop of water, no matter how hard she tried, she could only make ugly guttural sounds.

Derek found her disgusting. He wrapped his hand in tissue and slapped her to the ground in disgust.

"Rachel Winters, didn't expect this, did you? You have this day too!

From the day you agreed to marry me, you should have died!

Those shares your parents left you should all be mine! Mine!"

Lily resentfully covered her face. Seeing that Derek didn't recognize her, she quickly brushed back her hair and spat on her own face, trying to wipe it.

Wanting to clean up a bit so he would recognize her.

Seeing this, I clenched my fists, nervously watching the screen.

As a result, when Lily tried hard to put on a smile, Derek was so frightened he kicked her in the face.

"So you're a plastic surgery monster!

Your nose collapsed, your chin's crooked—an ugly freak like you actually wants to ruin my life?

Let me tell you, in my eyes you're not worth even one of Lily's fingers!"

With that, he vigorously wiped his hands with tissue and spat on Lily's face.

Lily was on the verge of tears but still wouldn't give up. She bit her finger and wrote her name on the floor in blood.

Seeing her awkwardly write out the character for "Lily," she looked up hopefully.

Derek took a deep breath, veins bulging on his forehead.

"Lily is still lying in the hospital between life and death, and you bitch dare to curse her!

Guards, cripple her hands!"

Kevin stuffed a rag in Lily's wailing mouth, picking up a hammer and smashing down while taking the opportunity to complain.

"This slut even has someone saved as 'Husband' calling her. She probably already cheated on you!"

The fury in Derek's eyes intensified.

"Where's the phone? Let me see."

Kevin scratched his head.

"She said the phone had a tracker or something. We were afraid of trouble, so we drove overnight and threw it in the river."

Derek nodded with satisfaction.

"Thorough thinking. I'll give you a bonus."

He had also put a tracker in Lily's phone—it was a little game between them.

But when did this Rachel Winters start finding men behind his back?

His eyes turned cold as he spoke quietly.

"Carve the words 'cheap slut' on her.

Let her remember forever that she'll never compare to Lily in this lifetime!"

Before stepping out the door, Derek made sure to remind them:

"Electrocute her until she's brain-damaged, so she won't be able to accuse me later."

At that moment, the light in Lily's eyes completely died, leaving only deathly silence.

Watching this scene on the surveillance feed, I excitedly opened several bottles of Romanée-Conti.

In my previous life, just because I pointed out a few mistakes in Lily's work.

She held a grudge, and after I was kidnapped, she tearfully complained that I looked down on her.

This provoked Derek into having Kevin carve all those company regulations onto my body, word for word.

But now, Derek, I really look forward to the day the truth is revealed—what expression will you have?

For the next three months, Derek never came to the rental house again.

He kept vigil in the hospital corridor with a bruised face, rarely going to the company and not even shaving.

But no matter what he said, the doctors wouldn't let him in to provide care.

When Derek got angry, he would give the driver more money, telling him to pay people to use that bitch even if it cost extra.

And Lily had been beaten into submission.

She no longer dared say she was Lily. She would kneel down as soon as she saw anyone and obediently unzip their pants.

On the wedding day, the bride was nowhere to be seen. The guests whispered among themselves, growing restless.

But Derek wasn't anxious at all. He was still waiting.

He wanted to do like in his previous life—let the bride's absence become gossip headline news, then have me appear in my disheveled state before everyone's eyes, becoming everyone's laughingstock.

He secretly called Kevin.

"Put the wedding dress on her first. It's fine, continue servicing customers.

When I give you the signal, bring her over!"

Derek suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder. My cheerful voice sounded behind him.

"Honey, who else do you want to put in a wedding dress?"