He Fed Me to the Beasts and Called It Love Chapter 01

He Fed Me to the Beasts and Called It Love Chapter 01: Mrs Foster

All because someone called me “Mrs. Foster.”
The penniless college girl my husband kept on the side threw a massive tantrum, screaming that she was going to drown herself in the ocean. Ethan Foster flew into a total rage and threw me straight into the beast arena.
Heartbroken, I gasped and demanded to know why. In return, he only gave me a cold, dead-eyed stare as I was trampled by rabid bulls and torn apart by feral dogs.
After being mangled ninety-nine times by those vicious creatures, my bones were shattered, and I barely even looked human anymore.
Right as the hundredth beast was unleashed, Ethan stepped forward and personally drenched me in a potent beast-attracting agent.
“Chloe Vance, you knew Hailey felt insecure and just wanted people to accept her,” he snarled, glaring down at me. “Yet you still had the nerve to flaunt your status as Mrs. Foster right in her face!”
“The Foster Group would still be a massive empire without you. I’ve been sick and tired of your high-and-mighty attitude for a long time now.”
“Since you love showing off so much, you can stay right here and rot to atone for your sins!”
The monstrous beast ripped straight through my flesh. To the roar of the bloodthirsty crowd, I was torn completely into shreds.
Meanwhile, Ethan had spent a staggering 90 million dollars to blast fireworks across the entire country, all to celebrate Hailey passing a simple college exam.
By the time he finally remembered me, his phone was streaming a live feed from the arena. The host’s hyper-frenzied voice boomed over the speakers:
“Holy sh*t! This is absolutely insane! The richest man’s wife has just been torn to pieces!”
“Ethan, are you out of your f*ckng mind?!” his best friend yelled, unable to watch the horror unfold any longer. “You personally dragged your own wife into the beast arena ninety-nine times just to vent Hailey’s anger?!”
“Look at her! Her flesh is completely gouged out, her bones are fractured in a dozen places, and her wounds are rotting and oozing pus! If you don’t get her medical help right now, she’s finished!”
Ethan merely let out a mocking sneer.
“She won’t die that easily. Consider it a lesson,” he said coldly. “Throw her into one more match. And make sure to prepare an extra batch of the most rabid beasts you can find.”
Turning his gaze back to Hailey, his eyes instantly softened with tender affection.
“As long as my sweet Hailey is happy, nothing else matters. Chloe is nothing but a useless cripple now. Letting her keep the title of Mrs. Foster is more than enough charity for her.”
I was tossed onto the cold ground like a tattered rag, completely ignored by the world. The agonizing, inhuman torture I endured was nothing more than an emotional punching bag for Hailey.
Just a year ago, to repay the Foster family’s kindness, I had married Ethan and single-handedly pulled his family business back from the brink of bankruptcy. After our wedding, Ethan had showered me with nothing but endless devotion and love—until the day I finally made him the richest man in the country.
On that exact day, Ethan suddenly turned on me. Ignoring my desperate pleas, he dragged me to this horrific beast arena and left me to be torn apart by wild animals. In that moment, my heart shattered into pieces, and the physical torment was unbearable.
Hailey looked down at me with an insufferable smirk, then turned to Ethan, her voice dripping with fake innocence.
“Ethan, Chloe actually told people that I’m just a homewrecker!”
Ethan looked at her with pure adoration, wrapping his arms around her waist.
“Don’t cry, sweetie. In a relationship, the one who isn’t loved is the real third wheel. Just wait here, I’m going to teach her a lesson for you.”
He turned back to me, a cruel sneer spreading across his face.
“Wake that b*tch up with formaldehyde. It’ll double as a disinfectant for her disgusting wounds.”
With a single command, the chemical fluid was poured directly over me, completely engulfing my body. The corrosive liquid immediately began eating away at my raw flesh, making a sickening, sizzling sound.
A blood-curdling scream escaped my lips as the vast, endless pain devoured me. Hearing my screams, Ethan said without a trace of mercy:
“You knew how pure and innocent Hailey is, Chloe! How dare you conspire with outsiders to bully her!”
“Hailey is kind enough to worry that your wounds might get infected, so she’s even disinfecting them for you.”
He grabbed a fistful of my hair and slammed my head down into the tub of formaldehyde. Only when I was convulsing violently from the sheer agony, my white bones showing through my dissolved flesh, did he finally throw me back onto the floor.
I hurt so badly that I didn’t even have the strength left to beg for mercy. My breath was barely there as I whispered, “It’s… it’s all my fault. I’ll give her the title of Mrs. Foster. Please… just let me go.”
Hailey pretended to be terrified, her eyes turning red as she squeezed out a few tears.
“Oh my god, Ethan… Chloe looks so terrifying. Did those vile creatures infect her with some disease from those beasts?”
Ethan pulled her tightly into his chest, filled with overwhelming concern.
“Be good, sweetie. Don’t be scared,” he murmured. “I’ll have someone gouge out her eyes right now, so you don’t have to look at her anymore.”
He gestured toward a nearby bodyguard, who pulled out a sharp paring knife and thrust it straight toward my eyes. A sudden, piercing agony exploded from my left eye socket, and I let out a desperate shriek as absolute despair filled my remaining vision.