Chapter 1: The Blood-Stained Wedding Bed
"Qinghao... you're amazing..." In the luxurious master bedroom, a woman's wanton moans intertwined with a man's heavy panting, like poison-tipped steel needles, stabbing viciously into Tang Xinluo's eardrums.
She had dressed up carefully and rushed back from the Lu family mansion to her new apartment, full of joy, wanting to surprise her husband, Lu Qinghao, who had just returned to City A.
The door was ajar.
The moment she pushed it open, her world collapsed.
Her husband of only six months was wildly entangled with a strange woman on their wedding bed—a bed they had never shared!
The shocking image seared her eyes, and her stomach churned.
Disgusting!
An overwhelming wave of nausea nearly suffocated her!
"Lu Qinghao!" a desperate roar tore from her throat. Her nails dug deep into her palms, the coppery tang of blood spreading.
Reason screamed at her to rush in and tear the cheating couple apart!
But her feet felt like they were filled with lead, rooted to the spot.
Her father had passed away young, her mother was newly deceased, and Lu Qinghao had been her only light in the darkness... During their brief time together before the wedding, she had truly fallen for him.
Tears streamed down her face as her body trembled uncontrollably.
Click.
Her fingertips accidentally brushed against the metal doorknob. The faint sound startled the people on the bed.
"Who's there?" Lu Qinghao's vigilant voice rang out, icy and piercing.
Tang Xinluo's heart stopped!
Intense shame and fear seized her.
Like a thief, she instinctively turned and ran!
"Qinghao, could that be someone outside..." the woman on the bed writhed discontentedly.
"Besides her, who else is such a coward?" Lu Qinghao's voice was full of disgust. "It's just as well she saw. I was planning to dump her anyway. Continue!" He shoved the woman back down, not caring in the least whether Tang Xinluo lived or died.
Outside the door, Tang Xinluo fled towards the stairwell, not daring to take the elevator.
Tears blurred her vision, and her contact lenses fell out in her panic!
The world instantly became a chaotic blur.
She leaned against the wall, feeling her way down, only stopping when she felt safe.
Where was the elevator?
She searched by memory and the vague shapes before her.
There seemed to be a golden door frame up ahead... She groped for it and pressed a button. It lit up, then went out.
She pressed it again!
The doors opened!
Just as Tang Xinluo was about to look up, a powerful force yanked her inside!
"You're late." A deep, magnetic male voice spoke. The door slammed shut behind her, and she was pinned firmly against it.
