Chapter 91 You Were Drunk That Night
In the dim cellar, the dusty ground, as well as the strong smell of wine, disgusted me. I forced myself to curl up, protecting my abdomen from being kicked. I didn't know how long Shania and Alicia had beaten me. They kicked and punched, and then hit me with all the items in their sight, wishing they could tear me apart.
Finally, they got tired. But Alicia aimed another kick at my face. The sharp tip of her shoe hurt me so much that I felt stars dancing before my eyes. She then stamped on my face and I could barely make a voice. She spat, "Rachael, you think you are always good, right? Aren't you good at seducing Marlon? Why don't you seduce him now? Say it! You sent me photos one after another in the morning. You must be happy and complacent at that time!" Alicia looked down from above, her expression exceptionally joyful.
I fixed my fierce eyes on her, sneering.
Suddenly, she gave me another kick on my face.
The intense pain drilled into my bone marrow. In an instant, I only felt a surge of heat running out from my nose. I knew that I must got a nosebleed, but I didn't wipe it. I just fixed my eyes on Alicia, stating word by word, "Alicia, Shania, kill me if you can. Otherwise, I will definitely make you pay back ten times the pain!"
Shania squatted down, gave me several slaps across my face, then spat in my face, "You bitch, you are still stubborn. Let me tell you, we won't kill you so easily. We will torture you like how we do to your mother, and then watch you jump off the building to commit suicide. Others will only think you as a psychopath!"
"Yes, Rachael, I won't kill you so easily. I will definitely make your life worse than death!" Alicia squinted, smirking.
Shania patted Alicia, "Alicia, you are pregnant. You should have an early rest. Just let her die here. We still have countless chances to teach her a lesson. Your health is the most important!"
Alicia nodded, shooting me a complacent glance, "I am carrying Marlon's baby. He will feel sorry if I get tired!"
I fixed my cold gaze on them and didn't say anything.
Alicia and Rachael left and locked the cellar. Only then did I slowly relax. However, with a single movement, intense pain drilled into my bone marrow. I couldn't cry even if I wanted to, and nosebleed was still flowing down wildly. I didn't know where Alicia had kicked. There was actually so much blood running out. I hurried to raise my head and covered my nose with sleeve.
In the darkness, there was only the smell of dust accompanied me. Tears gently flowed down as I tried my best to put on a smile. 'Rachael, you said that you would not cry. How could you shed tears for them? You can't!'
However, no matter how hard I tried to convince myself, my tears were flowing more and more violently as I bit my lip to bleed.
I hated myself. I suddenly hated myself very much. Why didn't I become stronger? It was all because I was not strong enough that Alicia and Shania could bully me and beat me again.
The countless bruises and cuts on my body were mercilessly reminding me of my weakness, my uselessness, and all my deficiencies.
'However, after tonight, it would absolutely not happen again! Absolutely not!'
'Baby, mom will never let you get hurt in the slightest. I promise!'
I stroked my abdomen and then clenched my hands into fists. My gaze was cold and firm.
Because of the pain, I didn't sleep all night. In the morning, the door was opened. It was Emmalee. I thought she was here to let me go, but she just shot me an indifferent glance, said nothing and left with the door closed again.
Only at noon did Shania and Alicia come to let me go. But before I left, Alicia threatened in a tone laced with complacency, "Rachael, you'd better keep what happened last night a secret. Otherwise, you will definitely regret it!"
I endured the pain and left the Cornell's, not even looking at them.
Who could I tell I was beaten up by Alicia and Shania? Marvin, Marlon, or Kieran? As for this, Alicia's threat is superfluous. After experiencing so much, I finally learnt a lesson. No one in this world would help me. Marvin wouldn't. And Marlon didn't believe me and even he did, he was disgusted with helping me. And Kieran, he would only make deals. He would never help me out of sympathy.
Therefore, I wouldn't t tell anyone about what happened last night. But I must make them pay the price.
Anyway, I still needed Kieran's help. And that was the sexy photo. Everly only gave me three days. Although I knew it was Alicia who did it, there was no evidence. But as long as Kieran testified for me, no one else would dare to object.
However, thinking of what I had done to Kieran that night when I was drunk, I was so guilty that I didn't know how to face him. I shook my head. Anyway, I might as well pretend to have forgotten what happened when I was drunk.
I went home to change my clothes and treated the wound briefly. Then, I went straight to Kieran's office. Although I had made up my mind, when I reached the door of his office, I was terribly guilty. "Ms. Cornell!" I calmed myself down and was about to go in as Armand walked out. He was a little surprised to see me. His gaze which was usually aloof was now complicated.
I smiled in embarrassment. Feeling he had seen though me, I hurried in and closed the door. But I didn't realize how rash I was until the door was closed. When I looked up, I saw Kieran staring coldly at me with a document in his hand. Displeasure filled his red eyes, "Rachael, I didn't know we are so intimate that you don't even need to knock on the door before coming in!"
"Sorry, I'm sorry. I just forgot!" I hurried to apologize. I didn't dare to meet his gaze and just lowered my head. But even so, I could still clearly feel his sharp gaze landing on me, which was like a blade. Kieran didn't speak anymore. It was so quiet in the large office that I doubted that I could hear my own heartbeat.
"I...." I took a deep breath and gathered my courage to speak. But I didn't dare to raise my head at all. I fixed my eyes on my own shoes, "Mr. Charles, I have something to ask you to help...." "Fix it on your own!" Before I could finish my words, Kieran interjected.
I was dumbfounded. I knew that he wouldn't agree to avenge me on Alicia and Shania. But beyond expectation, he refused even before I finished my words. Actually, I just wanted him to quell the rumors. He just needed to say something.
"Get out!" Kieran spat.
"Yes, Mr. Charles!" Unreconciled as I was, I knew that once Kieran had made up his mind, there was no way to change it. I had no choice but to leave.
But I didn't expect Armand was still standing outside the office. When he saw me out, he stopped me.
"What's wrong?" I tried to be polite, but mentally agitated.
"I...." Armand wore a complicated look, hesitating.
I smiled, "You can just say it!"
"That night, you were drunk...." Armand looked at me and then stopped, seemingly hard to speak.0000