The Comments Said He Never Wanted Me—So Why Did Divorce Make Him Snap? Chapter 01

The Comments Said He Never Wanted Me—So Why Did Divorce Make Him Snap? Chapter 01

Edmond Harrington, the golden boy of London’s elite, was cold and aloof. 1, on the other hand, was

Spoiled and headstrong.

When he refused to sleep with me, I handcuffed him to the bed frame.

Then he stopped coming home entirely.

In response, I threw a fit to his parents.

His parents forced him to his knees and disciplined him severely.

Just as I was gloating, comments flashed across my eyes:

[Can this villainess just die already? Can’t she see the male lead doesn’t want her?]

[He’s saving himself for the female lead!]

[Let her soak it up while she can. Our baby girl just got hired as his secretary. He’ll fall for her soon,

and the kid will end up calling her mommy.]

[Then this villainess will lose her mind, crying to everyone that our baby girl is a homewrecker.]

[Then he’ll kick her out and have her locked up in the asylum. She’ll be assaulted every night.]

[Just thinking about it is so satisfying!]

My hand trembled, nearly dropping my glass.

Just as Edmond’s mother brought the whip down for the next stroke, I threw myself forward and

took the lash on my back.

I gasped through the pain as Edmond stared at me in shock.

“Please stop, it was all a misunderstanding.”

That lash stung more than I expected.

I drew a sharp breath.

Edmond looked at me like I was a total stranger.

The comments blew up:

[What is Raina playing at? Did the villainess actually take a hit for him?]

[Liao, didn’t she run to his parents to get him punished in the first place?)

I tried to stand, but the pain in my back flared again.

Edmond reached out, offering me a hand.

[Ah, playing the pity card!]

[She took one hit so now he’s forced to help her up. Classic move to get close to him!]

[What a schemer. I swear I want to reach through the screen and slap her.]

[He took twenty hits, she took one, and now he owes her? Talk about calculated.]

My reaching hand froze.

I turned and reached for his mother instead, forcing a smile.

“I’m fine. Edmond and I… it was all a misunderstanding.”

Edmond’s hand hovered in midair.

[Playing hard to get now? She’s the biggest pick-me ever!]

[Doesn’t matter. The thought of her eventually running her mouth everywhere, calling our baby girl a homewrecker, and then getting dumped into the asylum by him-that alone keeps me going.)

I nearly stumbled.

I turned back. Edmond was watching me.

His eyes remained as icy and distant as ever.

It was true that I had made a scene and insisted on marrying him.

And, indeed, he never showed much interest in me.

But… locking me up in an asylum?

Letting so many men have their way with me?

Would Edmond really be that cruel to me?