THE CEO'S MISTREATED WIFE
"Get that cleaned up, Adeline. And while you're at it, my car actually needs cleaning. The driver is busy, and you obviously have nothing better to do than sit around in this penthouse, so you better clean that too."
"I am his wife," I said in a whisper, even though I felt like I was lying when I said it.
I shouldn't suffer like this. If only my father wasn't greedy enough, I wouldn't have to endure this kind of hell.
"You are a placeholder," Beatrice corrected what I said, and she leaned down so I could see the cold emptiness in her eyes.
The juice that hurt my skin soaked through my clothes as I held on to the scrub brush. I didn't shed a tear. I couldn't. I bowed my head and started scrub
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