Fated love: the unwanted bride

Chapter 637: Chapter 637: Collapsing Powerlessly at the Side of the Pool

Zaiden Santos sneered coldly, untied his sleeping robe.

He forcefully pinned Ann Nolan onto the bed!

Ann looked terrified, like a small deer, her eyes filled with helpless expressions.

“Since you’ve taken the medicine, I ought to take advantage of its effect, right?” Zaiden Santos shamelessly said.

He ripped Ann’s clothes off without a word!

“I don’t want this anymore, Zaiden Santos, one shouldn’t treat others this way. I know I’ve wronged you, but I’ve also paid the price, haven’t I?”

Zaiden didn’t listen to her explanation, flinging her jacket to the floor!

Ann’s hair was in disarray.

The difference in strength between a man and a woman is substantial, no matter how much Ann struggled, she was no match for Zaiden.

Moreover, this man was angry.

He brutally assaulted her on the bed, recklessly.

She pleaded for mercy, but he only became more aggressive.

She struggled, and his actions became even more violent.

Ann felt the pain, it had never hurt this much before.

She cried, in the end, she still cried.

Tears flowed down her pillow, wetting her shoulders and the bed.

Later, she didn’t even have the strength to struggle, like a rag doll, left at Zaiden’s mercy.

The entire morning, Zaiden never spared her.Nôv(el)B\\jnn

Finally, he went to the bathroom to take a shower, Ann sat alone hugging her knees, burying her head between her legs.

Her hair fell down, blocking her expression from anyone, her shoulders twitched violently from sobbing.

Her choked sobs echoed in the bedroom, one after another.

When Zaiden returned from his bath, she was still sitting there, motionless.

She had not dressed, nor made any effort to clean up, just sat there without moving.

“Feeling wronged?” Zaiden stood at the head of the bed, his expression cold.

“No.” Ann lifted her head, her gaze empty and weary as she stared at the wall, “I brought it on myself.”

She chose to marry him, she had no one to blame, she had nothing to feel wronged about.

Zaiden lit a cigarette, his back stiff and icy, his face stern.

The smoke twirled around, choking smell of tobacco filled the bedroom.

“Ann Nolan, if I ever found out that you are hiding something from me again, don’t blame me for being ruthless.”

“What else can you do besides bullying me?” Ann scoffed.

If it were Harper Glorian, would he still bully her like this?

He would rather cherish her like a treasure.

“So, don’t be ungrateful.” Zaiden warned her.

Ann was exhausted, she was tired, she had no energy to argue with him.

Their marriage was a complete mess.

She wrapped herself in a bath towel, leaning against the wall as she walked towards the bathroom.

Her legs were sore, her body covered in love bites.

She looked at her disheveled reflection in the mirror and offered a bitter smile.

She turned on the tap, pouring a handful of cold water onto her face.

The cold water in winter was extremely cold.

Ann’s teeth chattered, but she felt nothing.

She didn’t care anymore.

As long as she didn’t have his child, she didn’t care about how Zaiden Santos tormented her.

She was at fault first.

Ann weakly leaned against the edge of the sink, leaving the tap turned on.

The cold water spread, she felt uncomfortable all over.

Ann turned on the shower, rinsing off the marks on her body, her bath was a cold one.

She knew, her heart had been drenched cold by Zaiden Santos, and it would… never warm up again.

Zaiden stood by the window, smoking a cigarette.

The dim light shone on him, his figure tall and independent, his white shirt and black trousers were neat and elegant.

As one cigarette was finished, he lit another one.

The floor was littered with cigarette butts.

After he had smoked half a pack, Ann still hadn’t come out of the bathroom!

Zaiden’s eyebrows twitched, a tug in his heart, he quickly headed for the bathroom!

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