All Chapters of Drugged and Sold to My Own Aunt: Chapter 1 - Chapter 7

The drug did not fully wear off yet, and I was slumped in the backseat, too weak to even lift a finger.The conversation between Gina Jarrey, her mother Teresa Hart, and her brother Kenny Jarrey sounded muffled and distant.Gina and I were together since college, all the way through graduation. Our relationship was stable, and we never had any major fights.On New Year's Eve, she looked me straight in the eye and said she wanted to take me home to meet her parents to discuss getting married.Wanting to make a good impression on her family, I spent days carefully preparing. I bought myself a brand-new cashmere coat, put together some gifts, and picked up two bottles of premium liquor along with a bunch of gift boxes. However, the moment I sat down and took a sip of the water Teresa poured for me, my vision started to blur."Lucas Sanders, don't blame me," Gina said, her face full of fake remorse. "We were completely backed into a corner.""How am I supposed to come up with five mi

Rex stared at my face for a good half minute, his expression shifting from scrutiny to something disturbingly odd."Damn, the resemblance is uncanny," he muttered.His rough fingers traced across my cheek as he continued, "You look exactly like the guy in the photo."My whole body went rigid as I forced out the words, "Are you Rex Harding? I'm-"Another slap landed, even harder than the one Kenny gave me earlier. My head whipped to the side, and blood trickled from the corner of my mouth."Who told you my name?" Rex grabbed a fistful of my hair and forced me to look at him. "You're just collateral, and you think you can get close to me like that?""No. I'm actually-"He clamped his hand around my throat. "Shut up! Say one more word, and I'll rip out your tongue."The suffocating pressure hit me instantly, and I clawed desperately at his hand but could not break free.Gina and her family stood nearby, not daring to breathe too loudly, their faces plastered with ingratiating smi

When I woke up, I found myself lying in a familiar room. The deep blue walls, the floor-to-ceiling windows overlooking the mansion's back garden, and the framed photo of Dad and me on the nightstand all confirmed it.This was my room at Aunt Carmelia's place. Every time I came here for summer break, I stayed in this room."You're awake?" a gentle voice came from beside me.I turned my head and saw a middle-aged man in a white coat standing by the bed, adjusting the IV drip."Dr. Abbott," I tried to speak, but my voice was still hoarse and rough."Don't talk. Your vocal cords are severely damaged. You'll need to rest them for a while," Martin Abbott said softly.He examined my finger and explained, "The finger has been set and secured properly, but you'll need to keep the splint on for at least six weeks."He paused before continuing, "As for your wrist, there's a slight hairline fracture that needs time to heal. Fortunately, it's not a full break, so it won't affect your violin

A week later, my vocal cords recovered considerably. I could speak normally now, though my voice still sounded a bit hoarse. The splint on my finger would need to stay on for a few more weeks, but it did not hurt much anymore.Martin said my fractured wrist was healing well, and in another couple of weeks, I could start moving it gradually.That afternoon, I was in my room doing some light stretching when Aunt Carmelia knocked and came in. "Lucas, someone wants to see you.""Who?""Gina," Aunt Carmelia replied with a cold expression. "Before heading to the airport, she begged me for half the day, saying she wanted to apologize to you."I froze for a moment, shocked that she wanted to apologize."Do you want to see her?" Aunt Carmelia asked. "If not, I'll have someone drag her out of here right now."I stayed silent for a few seconds. "I'll see her."I wanted to hear what kind of excuses she could possibly come up with now.Aunt Carmelia nodded. "I'll be right outside. Call me