Chapter 618 - 228: "Haunted" (1)
Chapter 618: Chapter 228: "Haunted" (1)
At first glance, the skin appeared pale and flawless, but as the woman struggled, numerous terrifying and hideous scars were quickly exposed.
Perhaps due to the passage of time, the severity of the initial beatings, or the lack of proper treatment afterward, the red welts on her body were knotted and grotesque. From a distance, they looked like ugly earthworms clinging to her skin to suck her blood.
Third Ms. Bai wept bitterly, cursing endlessly in her heart, yet maintaining the most sorrowful and alluring appearance on the surface. But a closer look at her expression would reveal just how terrifyingly calm she was. Even as her body twitched from the beating and she wore a shattered, pitiful look, her eyes remained restrained and cool. It was as if every slight tremble of her body and every pitch of her pleas for mercy were entirely under her meticulous control.
She did indeed possess such capability. Otherwise, she wouldn’t have been able to lure Yan Cheng into her bed back when he had despised her to the core and was on the verge of whipping her to death. Everything she had today was earned through desperate struggle. Without such a mindset and ability, she would have turned to dust long ago.
As Third Ms. Bai thought of these things, continuous wails and screams poured from her lips.
Her voice eventually grew a little hoarse. Deciding that today’s act had gone on long enough, Third Ms. Bai dropped her charade of trying to escape. Instead, she turned around and hugged Yan Cheng’s legs, crying and begging.
"Cheng, please spare me. Shu’er and Hua’er have reached the age for marriage. You can’t let them lose their mother at such a crucial time. The children are pitiful enough as it is. For their sake, won’t you let me off this once?"
Her words were mournful and sorrowful, yet her eyes and brows brimmed with seductive affection. She rubbed her snow-white breasts against Yan Cheng’s leg. Because of her earlier struggles to escape, her clothes were already heavily disheveled. Furthermore, due to the thin and flimsy fabric, once one spot tore, the rest quickly split open as well.
The snow-white nightgown was now no better than a beggar’s rags, faintly concealing her voluptuous figure. Paired with the scattered drops of red blood, it created an overwhelming aura of forbidden allure and brutal abuse.
Yan Cheng’s Adam’s apple bobbed. Throwing aside the whip in his hand, he grabbed the woman by her hair and yanked her up. Feeling as though her scalp were about to be ripped off, Third Ms. Bai had to cling tightly to Yan Cheng’s body just to ease the agonizing pain of her tearing skin.
She was in such severe pain that resentment welled up in her heart. She wondered why he couldn’t treat her kindly. If he wanted her, why couldn’t he just ask properly? Why did he have to subject her to physical torment every single time? Did his heart truly not ache at the sight of her injuries?
Third Ms. Bai began to cry with overwhelming, heart-wrenching sorrow. "Cheng, Cheng, spare me. I’m not afraid of the pain; I’m just afraid you’ll hurt your own body. Cheng, Xu Su Ying has been gone for twenty... Ah!"
The words Third Ms. Bai had been brewing for a month had barely left her lips before she was viciously hurled away.
Yan Cheng used so much force that she slammed harshly into the ground. It was a freezing day. Although there were braziers in the room, she was dressed in practically nothing. Perhaps because the weather was truly bitterly cold, gusts of chilly wind blew into the room, causing her to shudder violently when she was thrown. As she crashed onto the floor, her whole body broke out in goosebumps—whether from the pain or the cold, she couldn’t tell.
"How dare you mention her? Do you even have the right? If it weren’t for you, how would she have died? You venomous woman! The only reason you’re still alive is because the heavens want me to avenge Suying. They left you here for me to torture!"
Yan Cheng lunged at her like a madman, tearing at Third Ms. Bai’s clothes and subjecting her to another savage beating.
Beatings like this occurred every so often. Sometimes, it was because he suddenly thought of Xu Su Ying and needed to vent his inner depression. Other times, it was because Third Ms. Bai harbored ulterior motives to elevate her status, deliberately bringing up the past to justify herself, which inevitably provoked Yan Cheng’s fury all over again.
Having endured so many beatings, Third Ms. Bai had learned exactly how to handle him. Hiding was useless. In the past, dodging him was seen as a flirtatious game, but now, it would only enrage him.
So, instead of shrinking away, Third Ms. Bai turned around and threw herself directly into his arms.
"Beat me to death, Cheng! When you wrong me like this, my heartache is no different from death! I miss Suying too. She was such a good person. If she fell into those undercurrents, her body must have been torn to pieces. She was so good to me! Whenever she visited the manor, she never forgot to bring me a gift. Even when we went out for leisure, she was afraid others would bully me, always keeping me right under her watchful eye. How could Suying be gone? She was such a wonderful person; I truly wish I had been the one to die that day! Cheng, Cheng, Suying treated me so well, yet you treat me like this. If she knew, it would absolutely break her heart..."