He Took Me For Weak And Helpless Chapter 05

He Took Me For Weak And Helpless Chapter 05

Lola froze where she stood at Summer’s light, almost casual words. The color drained from her face.

Summer lifted her eyes slightly, her gaze perfectly calm.

“You worked so hard to get into Adrian’s bed because you wanted to use the baby to secure your place as Mrs. Carter, didn’t you? I helped you get what you wanted, so behave yourself and stop coming after me.”

Every word hit Lola like a blow.

How could she know?

That child wasn’t Adrian’s at all.

At the gathering Summer had set up, Lola had indeed gotten involved with Adrian. But afterward, afraid that one time wouldn’t be enough, she had gone and found someone else.

The baby she was carrying now had an origin that could never be exposed.

She had always believed she had covered her tracks perfectly and had been strutting around the Carter family on the strength of that pregnancy. She had never imagined Summer had already seen through

everything.

Lola ground her teeth, but in her heart, a darker plan was already taking shape.

She could not afford to sit around and wait. She had to strike first and pin everything on Summer.

Over the next two days, Port Sterling’s upper-crust social circle went into a frenzy.

A set of photos showing Summer in intimate-looking poses with an unfamiliar man was leaked online. The angles were carefully chosen, and every shot looked suggestive.

The pictures spread like wildfire, and everyone started whispering that the crippled Mrs. Carter couldn’t handle the loneliness and had been fooling around behind Adrian’s back.

Then came news from the hospital that Lola had been shoved to the ground and had nearly lost the baby.

Lying in her hospital bed, sobbing, all tear-streaked and pitiful, she kept tearfully accusing Summer when

Adrian came to visit her.

“Adrian, all I did was ask Summer a few questions about the baby. She got angry and shoved me. She wanted to kill me and my child so she could cover up her own dirty secret…”

She cried so hard she could barely speak, looking fragile and wronged, and with those fake photos added to the mix, all the evidence seemed to point straight at Summer.

The moment Adrian saw the pictures, the air around him turned heavy, and fury surged in his eyes.

She really wanted to leave him.

She really meant it.

And worst of all, there was already someone else in her heart.

The thought hit him like a blade. He ignored the woman in front of him, jumped into his car, and sped straight

back to the villa.

The moment he shoved open the door, Summer was sitting in her wheelchair. She lifted her eyes to glance at him once, her expression flat and unreadable.

“Summer, haven’t I been good to you? Why do you have to leave me? Why?” Adrian grabbed her by the chin, veins standing out in his neck, madness blazing all over his face. “What’s so special about that man? You

like him that much?”

“That’s enough.” Summer wheeled herself back a few feet, her gaze cold. “Don’t touch me. You disgust me.”

“Oh?” Adrian let out a short, dark laugh. “So another man can touch you, but I can’t? Fine. Don’t worry. You’ll never see your lover again for the rest of your life. I’ll send him straight to hell myself.”

Then he barked, “Take Mrs. Carter back to the hospital. Without my permission, she doesn’t leave so much

as a single step!”

The moment the order left his mouth, the bodyguards behind him dragged Summer away.

She was locked up in a private detention facility on the outskirts of the city. It was a single room, but it felt more like a prison cell than anything else.

And to teach her a lesson, to crush every last thought of escape out of her, Adrian silently allowed the people

there to torment her.

Her legs were still in recovery, yet she was forced to lie in bed all day until her limbs turned stiff and sore.

Her wounds were barely treated at all, leaving her in a constant dull ache.

Even food was withheld. Cold meals were tossed onto the bedside table, and if she wanted so much as a sip of warm water, she had to wait and see what mood the attendant was in.

Adrian came by every now and then. Every time, he arrived full of hostility and looked down at her from

above.

“Summer, this is the price of betraying me and trying to run. Stay where you belong, by my side, and I might

still let you live. Otherwise, I’ll make you wish you were dead.”

He looked at her pale face and those lifeless eyes. For one brief instant, something inside him seemed to

twist with pain.

Then his possessiveness swallowed it whole.

Summer lay on the bed, staring up at the ceiling as tears slipped silently down the sides of her face.

The pain in her legs, the abuse her body endured, the despair hollowing her out from the inside, all of it tangled together so tightly it felt like it might devour her whole.

But she did not give in.

She dug her nails deep into her palms and used the pain to keep herself awake, to keep herself clear.

She knew that enduring this now was the only way she could one day escape more completely.

In the end, no cage could hold a heart that had already made up its mind.