All Chapters of Married to the Man Who Hated Me: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

Staring at Tanya Reed’s sleeping face, Leonard Eastwood lifted a hand, intending to push her head away.But when he leaned down and his fingers brushed the wound on her forehead, he paused—and withdrew his hand.Forget it.If she wanted to sleep, let her sleep.Except Tanya didn’t stop there.She kept shifting.Rubbing.And worse—She brushed against that spot between his thighs.“Damn it.”Leonard cursed under his breath.Tanya Reed—Is this how you seduce men?Half-awake, Tanya was jolted by his movement. She lifted her head—and found herself staring straight into Leonard’s strikingly handsome face.Their eyes met.The moment realization hit her, her face flushed bright red.She sucked in a sharp breath and sat upright—Just as the car slammed into a sudden stop.She pitched forward again, crashing into Leonard—and her hand landed, fatally, right there.Her face went rigid.Then came his voice—cold as ice.“Is this your way of telling me,” Leonard said slowly,“that you’re unsatisfi

Back at the Reed house, Leonard Eastwood had received an urgent call and been forced to leave temporarily.He hadn’t expected that when he returned to pick up Tanya Reed, he would spot her hurrying down the street alone.It struck him as odd.So he followed her.All the way—Until he saw her walk straight into a bar.The moment Tanya disappeared inside, Leonard followed with a dark expression.And that was when he saw it.Because of the distance—and the deafening noise—he couldn’t hear what was being said. All he could see was Tanya tangled up with several men, pulled from one set of arms to another.Rage surged.Leonard clenched his jaw.So the innocence she’d shown—was all an act?Was this what she really liked to do? Wandering into places like this, flirting with men?“Sir, can I—”A sultry woman leaned in, trying to strike up a conversation.“Get lost.”Leonard’s voice was ice-cold.The look in his eyes sent her fleeing instantly.Figures.Women who lingered in places like this of

“Leonard… let me go…”Tanya Reed’s body felt weak, her limbs heavy. She tried to resist, but the strength drained from her voice. A soft, involuntary sound escaped her.“Just like her,” Leonard Eastwood’s voice cut in—cold, ruthless, almost feral.“The daughter of a whore is no different. Disgusting to the bone.”That’s not true… it’s not…Tanya wanted to speak—to defend herself—but her consciousness slipped further and further away. Her head spun, darkness swallowing her thoughts.In her nightmare, she saw her father.Vivian Ross stood over him, smiling as she ended his life, her voice ringing cruelly in the air.“This is how the Reed family ends.”Her father’s face was pale, lifeless. Tanya sobbed as she ran to him, begging him not to die, not to leave her.“Tan… ya…”That was all he managed to say before his breath stopped.“No—don’t! Please don’t kill him! Please—let my father go—!”Tanya jolted awake, drenched in cold sweat. She clutched her chest, gasping desperately for air.It

“Sir… please let me go. I was tricked into coming here. I—I’m begging you… please save me. Let me leave…”Tanya Reed forced herself to stand, dragging the heavy chains as she reached out, trying to grab the man’s hand.“Hmm?”The man let out a soft laugh, studying her with an amused expression.“Tricked into coming here?”“Yes—yes!” Tanya nodded frantically, her desperation so raw that she nearly missed the glint of mockery in his smile.“I see.”Her heart leapt.For one brief second, she thought—he might actually let her go.Then he spoke again, unhurried, almost playful.“But unfortunately,” he said lightly,“I bought you to give you to Mr. Marcus Hale.”Tanya froze.Her mind went blank.Leonard Eastwood had sold her.This man had bought her.And now—he was handing her over to someone else?“So that’s how it is!” the host burst out laughing onstage.“Then I suppose we’ll find out whether this little beauty can survive Mr. Hale’s… appetite.”Laughter rippled through the room.Tanya’s

Inside the vast living room of the Eastwood mansion, Nathan Cole paced back and forth, his expression dark, tension written plainly in his eyes.He stopped only when he heard footsteps on the stairs.“What’s wrong?” Leonard Eastwood asked as he came downstairs, noticing Nathan immediately.Nathan turned to face him. He hesitated, clearly struggling, before finally speaking.“Where’s Tanya Reed?” he demanded. “You sent her to a place like that—did it ever cross your mind that something could happen to her?”Leonard’s brow creased slightly, but he didn’t look surprised that Nathan knew. Instead, he let out a faint, almost amused laugh.“Well,” he said casually, “if nothing unexpected happened, she’s probably already been bought by now.”“Leonard,” Nathan said sharply, “she’s still your wife. And revenge never ends. Whatever happened between the previous generation—she’s innocent.”Nathan had never opposed Leonard marrying Tanya. What he couldn’t accept was Leonard taking out old hatred o