Bound by His Lies

By the time they finally let me down, my entire body was so numb from the pain that I could barely feel anything.

I collapsed onto the floor. Even moving my fingers felt excruciatingly painful.

The air reeked of blood and something foul. I looked down and saw that the floor beneath me was stained dark with a pool of blood.

The wounds around my wrists and ankles were so deep that I could see my bones. The blood had long since dried and crusted over.

"Scott, she stinks," Eula Saunder said while pinching her nose and pretending to gag.

Scott Chapman glanced at my battered state. For a moment, a flicker of guilt appeared in his eyes. However, it quickly vanished as Eula spoke.

"I bled just as much when she had those men assault me."

The warmth in Scott's gaze disappeared instantly. It was replaced by coldness.

"Someone drag her off and rinse her with cold water," he ordered.

My body shuddered instinctively, but I clenched my jaw and refused to beg.

All of this was just because Eula wanted to recreate a scene she saw on television where a princess was wounded and hung from a castle wall.

He had me tied up and hung in the living room just like that.

I was furious and tried to fight back at the time.

"Have you lost your mind, Scott? I'm pregnant!"

He hugged Eula close and looked at me with disgust.

"You owe Eula for what you did. If you hadn't framed her, she wouldn't have suffered so much before finally coming back to me.

"Natalie Smith, you were willing to do anything just to marry me."

I stared at him in disbelief.

We had been married for three years, yet it all meant nothing compared to a few words from Eula.

"She's lying. You saw the footage yourself. She stole the confidential files!" I exclaimed hoarsely.

Scott pursed his lips. His gaze was cold. "She only did that because you forced her to."

Eula nestled against him and grinned maliciously.

"Natalie only did it because she loved you. I don't blame her, but still, I suffered so much."

That one fake line made Scott tighten his arms protectively around her.

I suddenly felt a sharp pain in my stomach.

It hurt so bad that I curled up and trembled uncontrollably.

Being six months pregnant meant I faced an even higher risk of miscarrying from all this torture.

The pain was unbearable, and I couldn't help but groan.

"Scott, please let me down. My stomach hurts. Think about the baby!" I pleaded.

He had been in a car accident that severely damaged his lower body.

We had tried countless times before I finally conceived.

When he found out I was pregnant, he held me and cried for three hours.

Throughout the pregnancy term, he had been cautious and took measures to ensure I was out of harm's way.

Now, he didn't even budge. He merely hugged Eula before asking her a question.