He Only Wanted Me in Bed, So Why's He Sobbing When I'm Gone?

Chapter 4

Ethan loved her so much that he went all out to have me tortured.

Even though I had long accepted this cruel reality, my heart still twisted in agony.

"Serena, this is the price of stealing someone else's man."

Mia looked down at me, her gaze dripping with contempt.

I raised my head, my voice raw. "I am Ethan's legally wedded wife. You are the one who is the mistress."

For a split second, anger flashed across Mia's face before she smirked.

"Do not tell me you are still clueless. Your marriage certificate with Ethan is a sham. He divorced you ages ago. I am the name on his marriage license now. And let us be clear: Ethan said you are just his personal plaything."

My thoughts short-circuited as I stared at her, numb with shock. 'A sham marriage. Just a personal plaything.'

"Did you honestly think he loved you? He kept you around to spare my feelings. You were never more than a convenient distraction. Serena, you are downright pitiful."

Suddenly, laughter ripped from my throat, and tears seared trails down my cheeks. The truth gutted me. Those nights I had called love were just his twisted devotion to her. The laughter grew wilder, shaking my ribs until they ached, until Mia stumbled back with a scowl.

"Have you lost your damn mind?"

I met her gaze with bloodshot eyes. "If I am just a plaything, what is there to fear?"

Her pupils shrank, and then fury contorted her face as my words hit home.

Snarling, she raked her nails into my wounds. "You think I am scared of you? Let me spell it out: Ethan would never look twice at someone like you. And I will not give you the slightest chance!" With that, she signaled her men to drag me away.

"Let me go! Where are you taking me?" I thrashed wildly, but my battered body was no match for them.

Time lost meaning. The next thing I knew, a rag was shoved into my mouth as they strapped me to an operating table. Just beyond the flimsy curtain stood Mia and Ethan.

Tears streamed down Mia's face as she sobbed, "Ethan, it still hurts so much down there. You do not think I am ruined now, do you? Strangers saw me there. I would rather die!"

Ethan cupped her face, his voice dripping with a tenderness I had never heard. "How could I ever reject you? I adore you. Doctors see bodies, not people. It is just medical to them."

Mia buried herself in his chest. "No, not even doctors!"

"Then what do you want? I already had Serena thrown in jail to please you. Still not enough?"

"No." Her tear-filled eyes locked onto his.

Ethan kissed her, his words offhand but cutting. "Then let the trainees practice on her."

Mia fell silent while my eyes flew wide with horror. I fought to scream, but only silence came. Minutes later, a dozen wide-eyed interns filed in.

They stripped me bare until every last thread was gone. Hands forced me into a degrading, inhuman position. The room filled with the sound of greedy swallows, and humiliation swallowed me whole. Then through the curtain pulsed heavy, ragged breaths.

"Darling, come check if my surgery healed properly."

Their moans and whispers kept assaulting my ears, and his ragged breaths cut into my heart like a knife. Then, in the next breath, cold medical instruments violated my body. A muffled scream escaped me as I trembled uncontrollably, tears burning trails down my cheeks.

"Darling, you are amazing. Tell me, who pleases you more, her or me?" Mia's voice dripped with honeyed venom.

Ethan's deep reply came through crystal clear. "You, obviously. She is just a glorified s*x toy to me."

My heart splintered beyond repair. Next door, their moans grew louder, and the air thickened with heat until the room felt suffocating. One of the interns fumbled with his collar.

"Why do not we try the dilator on her?" someone muttered.

By the time I ran out of tears, they discarded me on the operating table like a broken ragdoll, my limbs splayed grotesquely and the sheets beneath me stained crimson.

After coaxing Mia to sleep, Ethan stepped outside, lit a cigarette with shaking hands, and made a call. "Has Serena been taken home yet?"

A beat of silence passed, and then his assistant replied, "Sir, was not she brought to the hospital?"

Ethan frowned, just as the lewd whispers of nearby interns reached him. "That woman earlier... what a ride."

"Heard she used to specialize in intimate surgeries, if you catch my drift."

His heart lurched. Wheeling around with a snarl, he stormed back and yanked aside the curtain. The sight before him made his blood run cold.