Chapter 2

No wonder, in my previous life, when I went back home begging for help, my parents threw me out.

I turned to tell them the truth, only to realize no sound would come out of my mouth.

The comments started scrolling again.

[Hurry and switch marriages. A construction foreman is way better than the golden heir. He’ll treat the female lead wholeheartedly, she’ll definitely be happy!]

[Hehe, her parents have already agreed to the switch. What is she still resisting for?]

Damn it!

I would never switch marriages!

I turned and ran, but the strong servants grabbed me in an instant.

No matter how hard I struggled, I could only watch as I was dragged away.

Just as despair closed in, a cough suddenly sounded from outside the door.

“Who dares bully the Freeman family’s bride?”

An elderly man, dressed like a butler, walked in and swept his gaze over my parents.

“Mr. Freeman’s old illness has flared up, so he’s unable to come in person. I’ve been sent to escort Miss Cooper.

“Mr. Cooper, are you trying to stop Miss Cooper from leaving for her wedding?”

My father’s expression changed instantly, and he waved his hands at once.

“It’s all a misunderstanding. Our daughter’s a bit unruly, so we were just disciplining her.

“Why are you still standing there? Let her go.”

At his words, the servants released their grip on me.

In front of the butler, I looked straight at my parents.

“Yuna’s already in her wedding dress. You should let her go ahead with her wedding. Don’t keep people waiting.”

Right now, the priority was to get Yuna out of here and stop her from influencing them further.

But my parents hesitated, unable to speak.

Instead, Yuna agreed immediately.

Before leaving, she smiled in a way that was impossible to read and came over to help me into the car.

“Jade, once you’re married, take good care of yourself.”

She turned and headed next door, climbing into the construction foreman’s wedding car.

I ignored her and shut the car door.

The ride was calm at first, but suddenly my vision blurred, my eyelids growing heavy.

Something felt wrong.

The comments began flooding in again.

[Just go to sleep. When you wake up, you’ll be spending your wedding night with the construction foreman.]

[Yuna is so kind. She slipped the female lead a sedative while helping her into the car. This time the switch will definitely succeed!]

My heart jolted. I dug my nails into my flesh, trying to stay awake.

But my mind grew hazy, and I was on the verge of losing consciousness.

In that critical moment, I pulled out the dagger I had secretly brought with me and drove it hard into my thigh.

A surge of pain shot through me, forcing the drowsiness away.

I looked out the window.

The road was becoming more and more remote. This was definitely not the way to the wedding.

I immediately shouted for the driver to stop.

“Stop the car! I’m the bride of the Freeman family! Where are you taking me?”

The driver let out a mocking laugh.

“What kind of fantasy are you living in? This is the road to Randy Holt’s place!”

How could that be? Had Yuna switched cars with me?

But I clearly remembered that the wedding car had been arranged by the Freeman family.

There was no time to think. I pulled off my diamond ring and handed it to the driver.

“Turn the car around. Take me to the biggest hotel in the city.”

I absolutely could not go to the construction foreman’s house!

I didn’t expect the driver to take the ring, only to bring the car to a stop.

He turned around, his gaze crawling over me.

“Soft skin like yours… must feel pretty good to touch.”

With that, he lunged into the back seat, tearing at my wedding dress.

I raised my hands to resist, only to be struck across the face so hard my vision went white.

He spat in my face.

“Miss Shaw made it clear that if you tried to turn back, you’d be mine to do whatever I pleased. So, drop the act. Who do you think you are?”

The comments surged again.

[She brought this on herself. If she’d just married the foreman obediently, she wouldn’t end up like this.]

[The foreman will be here soon. Is she about to be handled by two men at once? Tsk, tsk.]

No.

If Randy got his hands on me, everything would be over.

In desperation, I pulled out the dagger again and drove it deep into the driver’s arm.

He screamed in pain, thrashing, and I seized the moment to shove the door open and run.

But the moment I got out, Randy’s car pulled up.

The second he saw me, he grabbed my hair and kicked me to the ground.

“You bitch. I was wondering what took you so long. You’ve already been sold to me, and you still think you can run?

“Do you still think you’re some rich little heiress? If you don’t satisfy me tonight, I’ll beat you to death!”

Clutching my aching stomach, I couldn’t move.

Memories from my previous life surged back—of being beaten by him, stripped, and thrown onto the streets to die.

Was I really going to end up the same way again—dying a miserable death?

The comments kept flashing.

[Just accept it. This is your fate.]

[She dared to run from the marriage. If the foreman beats her to death, she deserves it!]