Chapter 250 Shackled
Chapter 250 Shackled
From this moment on, Quincy told herself she no longer had a daughter named Sharon<b>. </b><b>To </b>her, that child was already dead.
But Sharon, clutching her phone, could hardly believe it.
Her mother had hung up on her.
She redialed frantically, only to hear the t, merciless voice: “The number you are calling has been switched off.”
Her knees went weak. Rage and terror tore at her chest.
“Why? Why won’t you answer me? Why?”
With a scream, she hurled the phone against the wall.
Footsteps echoed behind her.
“Don’t let her get away!”
Sharon’s scalp prickled. She bolted.
She had seen it herself–the powder slipped into her food. Poison. Just like she had once ordered Lucy to poison Quincy.
But this time, the target was her.
No, it couldn’t be. Jensen wouldn’t dare. She was his savior. He owed her his life. He wouldn’t….
Would he?
She stumbled to the door–only to find it sealed, caged in with metal fencing, wires strung with live current.
Her heart sank. She wasn’t a wife anymore. She was a prisoner.
How had ite to this?
“There she is! Grab her!”
The guards closed in.
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Her lungs burned; her body, still weak from the miscarriage, gave out. She wheezed, gasping, and when the men caught up, she had no strength left to resist.
“I’m Mrs. Luke!” she screamed hoarsely. “How dare you touch me? Do you want to die? Let me go!”
A sharp crack split the air–a servant’s palm across her face.
“Mrs. Luke? Mr. Jensen divorced you. You’re nothing now. Make trouble again, and we’ll kill you. He won’t lift a finger to stop us.”
The blow nearly knocked her down. Her cheek burned red hot, tears of fury stinging her eyes.
“You dare hit me? I’ll kill you—”
A brutal kicknded on her abdomen. Blood gushed warm and wet between her thighs.
Her scream ripped through the hall.
The servants froze, horrified.
“Are you insane? Why’d you kick her stomach? Get her inside–call the doctor, quick!”
The butler’s face twisted with unease.
They hauled Sharon back to her room. Her vision blurred; she was half–fainting when the doctor arrived. A sedative needle pricked her skin, and her protests dissolved into drugged silence.
As the others filed out, one maid lingered. Her hand clenched around something small and hidden. A flicker of madness burned in her eyes before she ducked her head, meek and timid.
“You’rete<i>,</i>” the doctor muttered, clearly recognizing her.
“I… my stomach hurt. I went to the restroom,” she stammered.
“Fine. Get warm water to clean her up. Whatever else, she saved Mr. Jensen once. He may ignore her now, but what if she regains his favor? If she does, and we’ve mistreated her, we’ll all pay the price. Always leave a way back.”
His words hung heavy in the air.
The servants lowered their gazes. Memories of the abuse they had just inflicted sat like stones in their stomachs.
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The maid bowed her head deeper, quiet as a shadow.
The doctor sighed, scribbled prescriptions, and packed his <b>case</b>.
“She’s weak. She needs nourishment. She’s not to be starved or neglected–Mr. Jensen <b>never </b>said that.”
“We understand,” the butler said quickly.
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“You,” he pointed at the maid, “will serve her personally from now on. Report everything <b>to </b>me. She doesn’t leave this house. The doctor said to care for her–so care for her. Call it confinement, call it a month of recovery, whatever. But no one will say we abused her.”
Sharony still, unconscious, as the new cage around her life closed tighter.
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