Uncontrollable Fondness

Chapter 10 Be Sold (10)

“No!”

She clenched her fists, and the pain in the arm kept her awake.

William’s lips sneered sarcastically, and he said fiercely, "play hard-to-get? It makes me even more

interested.”

With one move he tore the sheets straight off.

"No!" William was right in front of Mia.

She narrowed her eyebrows, her beautiful face grimaced as the humiliation feeling welled up again.

She instinctively drew the knife, pointing at William.

He felt a sudden pain in the back of his hand and chest.

His cold eyes sank as he stretched his hand to hold Mia’s. He saw the two blood marks on his arm and

chest, grabbed the knife and threw it away.

In one second, he picked her up angrily and slammed down from the bed.

Mia’s eyes were filling with tears. But she still looked at him with stubbornness.

She bit her lower lip tightly, leaving no trace of blood on her face.

William stood up, picked her up again and forced her to look him in the eyes.

The rage in his eyes was sharp, like countless swords were piercing her.

The feeling of humiliation made her bite her lip more and more and close her eyes tightly.

What will he do now?

Terrified, she was shivering like a leaf, but she didn't even call for help.

Looking at Mia for three minutes or so, all this time William was thinking of various ways to torture her,

but finally calmed down when he saw her delicate face.

He let her go, and she fall to the floor.

"You should be thankful that you have a beautiful face!" He sneered, simply tidied himself up and went

out.

Beautiful…face?

Mia touched her face covered in cold sweat and tears, and a burst of grievances filled her heart again.

If she didn’t have this face, she might never get into this trouble!

Mia ran into the bathroom, washed her body with the coldest water, wiping the bloody marks over and

over again.

Until she was red and swollen, she had to admit that the damage he’d done to her was so deep that no

matter how long she would stay in the shower, she could never wash it away.

Mia came out of the bathroom when the sky was slightly bright.

There was the middle-aged woman waiting for her in the room. Mia didn’t know when she came. She

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The middle-aged woman was still indifferent, but suddenly she glanced at Mia hatefully, her eyes were

more severe than before.

She didn't say anything and threw a set of clothes under her feet.

With a great effort Mia put on that clothes.

Simple and conservative. She felt relieved.

Looking at the mirror and fixing her hair, she was too pale and haggard.

Her lips trembled a few times before she asked in a hoarse voice, "Today... What day is it today?"

She thought a middle-aged woman would ignore as before, but she replied, "Twelfth."

Twelfth. She’s been here for three days?

Three days! Felt like a century. She suffered the heaviest humiliation and shock in her life, her heart

was broken.

Mia asked no more, her delicate and soft body shook, and her heart was torn to pieces.

After last time, William seemed to forget her and never came again.

She was taken to a shabby little house. The light was dark and there were no windows.

Every day someone brought food on time, and the middle-aged woman also disappeared.

And she, with a particularly heavy mind, slept and ate and slept again.

How long has she been sleeping?

She didn't know it, but she got used to darkness and lethargy.

She did the same thing every day, forgetting who she was.

She felt better this way, at least, she didn’t have to suffer and worry about her life when she was

awake.

Dreams, longings, future, all these things gradually dimmed in her mind. Her eyes fainted into endless

darkness; she could not see the light anymore.

Finally, one day, she saw the middle-aged woman with the familiar cold face.

The woman gave a signal and two men in black helped Mia get into the car.

This time she was taken to an exclusive private hospital without a blindfold.

Only one doctor, under the supervision of a middle-aged woman, carefully conducted a series of tests

for her, and then shook his head at the middle-aged woman.