All Chapters of Wedding Bells and Prison Cells: Chapter 1 - Chapter 9

My heart gradually turned cold. I hissed, "Without me going out to negotiate and entertain clients, where would your company's deals come from, and why do you think I can't have children? It was because I ruined my health while helping you build your business, and because your precious sister scared me into a miscarriage!"I almost shouted the words.For the first time, impatience and disdain finally appeared on Ryan's face. "Well, whose fault is it that you don't have the charm to make Timothy care? If you'd just softened up a little and asked, he might have slipped a few resources your way. Then you wouldn't be struggling like this."So that was it. From the very beginning, the only thing he wanted from marrying me was access to my brother, Timothy Sullivan's, resources.Timothy was a business prodigy who took control of the massive Sullivan family empire at a young age. Back then, he did not think much of Ryan, a broke nobody.I was blind and insisted on marrying him anyway.T

I curled up on the floor in pain and forced myself to get up, but I could only watch helplessly as the ambulance sped away.A metallic taste surged up my throat, and I did not know whether it came from the blows or from sheer rage. My body swayed, and I almost lost my balance.Edward rushed downstairs with a small yellow pill bottle in his hand. "Ms. Sullivan, I found it! I found the emergency heart medication!"He fumbled as he fed the pills into Mom's mouth. A few minutes later, her complexion finally improved, and her breathing gradually steadied.The weight that was crushing my chest finally lifted. My vision went black, and I lost all consciousness.When I woke up again, I was in my bedroom at the Sullivan residence.Edward was keeping watch nearby, and when he saw me wake, his eyes turned red. "Ms. Sullivan, you're finally awake."I sat up, my lower back and abdomen still throbbing with dull pain. I asked anxiously, "Edward, how's Mom doing?""Ms. Sullivan, don't worry. M

Over the next few days, I completely transformed into a lunatic. Sometimes I would cry and throw tantrums, other times I would stare into space in total silence. I refused to see anyone or eat anything, and I locked myself in my room.Meanwhile, Ryan and his family brazenly moved into the Sullivan residence. They thought I broke down and lost all ability to resist, so they gradually lowered their guard.Margaret began acting like the lady of the house, ordering the servants around.Zelda treated my walk-in closet like her own, parading around the house daily in my designer clothes and handbags.Ryan busied himself buying off Sullivan Group's shareholders, trying to sideline me and seize control of the company.They put on a show of "deep devotion" in front of me. Yet, behind my back, they already wrote me off as dead and started dividing up my inheritance.Meanwhile, I used this time to maintain close contact with Timothy through that encrypted number.Timothy worked fast. He to

Ryan was completely stunned and staggered backward, almost knocked over by the chair behind him.He stuttered, "N-No way! This is impossible! I spent so much money; Almost all my savings. They promised me they would kill you."He shouted, "No way! Something must have gone wrong somewhere!"I thought Ryan was just greedy and calculating, but I never expected him to be this vicious. He actually tried to kill Timothy.Timothy walked up to him and gently tapped his cheek. "You wanted to steal the Sullivan family's fortune? Dream on. Ryan, you are nothing but a useless loser!"The slap was not hard, but it was more humiliating than any loud blow.Ryan clenched his fists so tightly that his knuckles turned white. Perhaps intimidated by the muscular bodyguards behind Timothy, he dared not make any sudden moves.Timothy ignored him and turned his gaze toward Zelda, who was cowering in the corner. He said, "Zelda Lawson, or should I call you Mathilda Browne?"At those words, Zelda's who