Trapped in His Own Luna's Trap

Episode 6:

In the depths of my soul...

Sobbing...

It was the first time I cried in front of them. Blankly staring as Jeremy’s gift turned into a mess, each piece falling down like a shattered heart.

Chloe’s arrogant laughter echoed in my ears, lingering for what felt like an eternity.

Why would my sister, who already had everything, want to snatch even the little I had left? Why didn’t she want anything for me? Why...

Power, status...

My hands clenched tighter and tighter, filled with utmost indignation...

That day, I couldn’t remember how many times I was beaten. My body was in so much pain it felt numb. Tears fell, hot, then cold.

Only Victoria pleaded with Luna Abigail to spare me, but no one paid attention. I only heard Luna Abigail’s angry voice ringing in my ears, each word like a sharp blade. She said, “You’re just like your mother, using your looks to deceive others! Stealing clothes, today Luna Abigail tells you, don’t touch what’s not yours! If you do it again, I’ll break your arm!”

Every word, every sentence she uttered was as cutting as a knife. It seemed she knew. She knew I was wronged, but she didn’t want fairness for me. Beaten, I was just the daughter of a concubine, worse yet, an unloved concubine.

However, when she mentioned stealing from others, I couldn’t help but burst into laughter.

What did she mean? Of course, I understood, but why was her mind so narrow? Did my mother steal something from her?

As for my father?

Ha ha, don’t make me laugh! She couldn’t win my father’s heart, nor his favor!

I was just an outsider carrying the Martinez name within the Martinez family!

I knew, for years, I endured silently, Luna Abigail couldn’t find any fault. She must feel very uncomfortable, so today she wouldn’t easily let me go. I knew resistance would only lead to a worse fate.

As the cane struck my body, I heard Chloe laugh and say, “The Martinez family is an illustrious lineage. We can’t let others think we mistreat you!”

I sneered inwardly. What a statement!

When my father arrived, I was in so much pain my body curled up, trembling all over. He just glanced at me, indifferently asking, “What happened?”

“Oh!” Luna Abigail stepped forward, calmly saying, “She misbehaved, so I had to discipline her a bit!”

“Alright!” My father replied, not looking at me anymore, then spoke to Chloe and Victoria, “The music teacher is here. Hurry over!”

Upon hearing this, Chloe quickly smiled and said, “Yes, Father, Phi Nhi is coming right away!” After saying that, she turned and pulled Victoria away.

Victoria hesitated for a moment, then reluctantly said, “Victoria is going too!” Before leaving, she couldn’t help but look back at me.

I bit my lip, deliberately not looking at her. I didn’t want her pity!

My father stayed behind. The maid hit me less, but I still felt pain to the point of numbness. My father lingered for a moment, saying there was something important, then turned and left. At the door, he turned back and said to Luna Abigail, “Don’t beat her to death!”

Ha! My father, he could only say such a thing.

Don’t beat her to death...

To him, as long as nothing happened, he wouldn’t care about me.

Amelia, Amelia, can you hear? He said, don’t beat her to death...

Despite being in excruciating pain, at this moment, I really wanted to laugh.

Yes, I tried to endure.

Twelve years in the Martinez family, I had learned nothing but patience. I was just a child. What did I have to protect myself with?

I kept telling myself, time and time again, no one in the Martinez family was good.

The person hitting me was very skilled. I felt the pain, but it was only surface wounds. I couldn’t truly die. There weren’t even any torn wounds, no need for medicine. I didn’t know whether to feel happy or miserable.

Luna Abigail deemed the punishment sufficient before sparing me.

The sky had turned dark.

My whole body ached, but I didn’t want to go back to my chambers.

I just kept walking, kept walking, until I reached the grand door.

For a moment, I hesitated, but I continued to step outside. The gatekeepers did not try to stop me. I was the wild child of the Martinez family, and no one cared.

That day, after leaving the Martinez family, I wanted to find Jeremy to report what happened, but I didn’t know where the William family was located. Initially, I thought about asking for directions, but then I had a moment of clarity. Jeremy was just a child; what could he do? Ultimately, I was too naïve.

Thinking this way, I couldn’t help feeling a bit disheartened.

I looked up at the sky; it seemed like rain was coming, but I still didn’t want to return to the estate. I wasn’t anxious because I knew that just a mile past Crepuscolo Lane, there was a church.

I ran a stretch of the road, paused, then walked another, then ran again.

For some reason, as soon as I thought about not going back to the Martinez family today, all the pain seemed to vanish.

I had never been to that church before, but I had heard about it. It wasn’t far from the Martinez family estate, and perhaps in my subconscious, I still hoped someone from the Martinez family would come looking for me. At that moment, I thought if someone came, I would follow them back to the estate immediately, and things wouldn’t be like this anymore.

But hopes rarely align with reality.

As I reached the church door, it rained.

I hesitated for a moment, then finally raised my hand to knock.

Knock, knock...

The door opened, and a young priest appeared. I felt awkward, but he smiled kindly and asked, “Would you like to come inside to escape the rain?” He then tilted his head.

I nodded and followed him inside.

The church wasn’t large; you could see the nave as soon as you entered, so this must be the main sanctuary. The walls were thick, and the tiles were worn, showing it had been standing for several years.