Chapter 47 Was That Man–Ryan?
Ryan replied:
[What’s the matter?]
I quickly typed back:
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[I need your help with divorcing Vincent. He won’t sign the papers, and
things are getting complicated.]
I hit send and anxiously waited for his response.
‘Would he help me? Even Grandpa doesn’t want to see us divorce, and
Ryan would probably think about how Grandpa feels, right?‘
While I waited nervously, my phone buzzed with a reply.
Ryan texted:
[I’m free tomorrow. Let’s discuss in person.]
I felt a mix of surprise and relief. ‘Did this mean—he agreed?‘
Excited, I remembered something and quickly replied:
[Sorry, tomorrow doesn’t work for me. I have something scheduled. Can we meet after my interview at the firm next Monday?]
Tomorrow, I had an appointment for an abortion… Thinking of it, I
lowered my gaze, a weight settling in my chest.
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Ryan replied:
[No problem.]
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After reading his reply, I walked over to my bedside, picked up a photo
frame, and ran my finger gently over the picture of my grandma,
“Grandma, I’m going to divorce Vincent–everything will be okay,
right?”
That night, I went to bed early. It was the most peaceful sleep I’d had
in days. Maybe because of the interview, or maybe because Ryan was
going to help me with the divorce.
But then, I had another dream.
In the dream, I was back in the lounge at last month’s party. My whole
body felt it was on fire, as though the drug had completely taken
control. When the man kissed me, I tried to push him away, desperate
to see his face. But I couldn’t make anything out. His lips moved lower
I tried to escape, but the drug was too powerful. I couldn’t resist. I was
drawn closer to him, kissing him, feeling his hands on my body, overwhelmed with sensation. The pleasure was too much, and I trembled, unable to control myself. Then, the man pulled back.
When I saw his face, my heart stopped. ‘How–how could it be-?‘
“Don’t be scared, okay?” His voice was deep and soothing as he stroked my hair. “You’ve been drugged. It’s strong, someone has to help you—”
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My mind went hazy, like fireworks exploding in my head. In the midst. of it all, I suddenly jolted awake.
I sat up, gasping for air, and breathing heavily. Even though it was just
a dream, his voice lingered in my mind, like I had cut through my very bones.
My body still tingled, as if I’d lived through the dream. I slapped my cheeks. Was I losing my mind? Why was I dreaming like this?‘ And the man in the dream–could it have been Ryan?
“Oh my god, what is going on?” I muttered to myself, embarrassed, covering my flushed cheeks.
As the scene replayed in my mind, I remembered the accident at last
month’s party.
My heart raced.
Ryan had said, “We met last month.” My spine stiffened. ‘Could that
man have been Ryan?‘
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