Marital problems spiral out of control

Wen Hua instantly tasted the metallic taste of blood on her lips, mixed with the scent of alcohol and tobacco.

My stomach is churning.

I felt weak and had no strength at all.

But Wen Hua continued to resist desperately.

Her resistance was met not with gentleness, but with even more brutal actions.

The sound of fabric tearing could be heard from inside the master bedroom.

Her skin broke out in goosebumps almost immediately upon contact with the air.

It wasn't the cold, it was the fear.

Fu Shishen has lost control.

But his eyes were incredibly calm, as if he knew what he was doing.

"Fu Shishen..." Wen Hua tried desperately to push the man away.

It was still to no avail.

There is a natural disparity in strength between men and women.

Fu Shishen lost control due to alcohol intoxication.

He didn't even give Wen Hua a chance to react before forcefully seizing her.

Wen Hua braced her hands against the wall and couldn't help but scream.

Fear, tension, and pain clung to her fiercely.

This completely threw Wen Hua into a state of panic.

"Wen Hua, even if you give birth prematurely now, this child will live long enough for me to acquire the shares, understand?"

Fu Shishen's words were crystal clear.

Fear was evident in Wen Hua's eyes; she knew Fu Shishen wasn't joking.

She knew all too well how ruthless this man was after seven years of marriage.

But this child is connected to him by blood.

Wen Hua could never do that.

The more Wen Hua protected him, the more brutal Fu Shishen became.

The air was tense, not joyful.

Soon, bruises appeared on Wen Hua's body, showing how much force Fu Shishen had used.

She is persevering, but she doesn't know how long she can keep going.

Just then, there was a rapid knocking on the master bedroom door.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong? Open the door, don't scare me." Wen Yin's anxious voice came from inside.

Wen Hua's expression changed drastically.

Unexpectedly, Wen Yin got up in the middle of the night.

Didn't the servants in the villa notice?

But Wen Hua understood almost instantly.

It wasn't that the servants didn't notice, but rather that Fu Shishen didn't say anything, so the servants didn't dare to do anything.

Everything in this villa was under Fu Shishen's control.

Wen Yin's words also let Wen Hua know that he did not know that Fu Shishen had returned.

Wen Hua naturally didn't want Wen Yin to overthink things.

Without thinking, she began to reassure Wen Yin: "I..."

But before they could even say a word...

Fu Shishen had already turned Wen Hua's head around and leaned down to kiss her.

Wen Hua's words were completely swallowed up deep in her throat.

Fu Shishen's movements did not slow down at all.

The faint sounds could still be heard from the room.

Because of their entanglement, everything that could be smashed was broken into pieces.

The sound of porcelain shattering on the wooden floor was even more chilling in the quiet of the night.

"Sister, sister, what's wrong! Say something! Open the door!" Wen Yin became even more agitated.

Wen Yin's legs are weak, and he can't even do rehabilitation now.

He could only sit in his wheelchair and desperately pound on the door of the master bedroom.

I hope to get a response from Wen Hua.

Wen Hua's eyes grew increasingly terrified as she stared at Fu Shishen.

Fu Shishen continued kissing.

But deep in his eyes, Wen Hua saw cruelty.

He was telling himself this clearly.

Within the Fu family, he absolutely cannot allow himself to lose control, and he absolutely cannot allow any situation to be beyond his control.

If she resists, then Fu Shishen will punish her severely.

Wen Hua's expression changed completely.

But he couldn't utter a single word.

Even though the air in her chest had been emptied, she was still being deeply kissed by Fu Shi.

The increasingly urgent knocking continued in my ears.

Wen Hua's expression grew increasingly anxious.

But she dared not do anything, fearing that Fu Shishen would do something even more outrageous.

Suddenly, Fu Shishen released Wen Hua.

Wen Hua was about to speak without thinking.

But the next moment, Wen Hua's mouth was covered by his tie.

The smell of tobacco and alcohol was so nauseating that Wen Hua couldn't hold back any longer, but she couldn't make a sound.

She could still feel the warmth of his thin lips on her ear, but now there was a strange sense of pleasure in it.

"Wen Hua, you've made me unhappy, but I have plenty of ways to make you live in misery every day." Fu Shishen said as he bit Wen Hua's ear cartilage.

Wen Hua was in so much pain that she was covered in cold sweat.

But she had no interest in paying attention to Fu Shishen.

Her attention was entirely focused on Wen Yin outside.

"Not paying attention?" Fu Shishen scoffed. "How do you think Wen Yin would feel if he saw his beloved older sister beneath me, unable to even resist?"

Wen Hua's pupils widened.

She genuinely believed that Fu Shi would open the door and let Wen Yin in.

She really thought Fu Shishen had gone mad.

She shook her head desperately.

"What, afraid Wen Yin will see?" Fu Shishen's voice was low, like a demon from hell. "Wen Hua, you're begging me, huh?"

As soon as she finished speaking, Wen Hua was pulled away.

Fu Shishen looked down at Wen Hua like an emperor.

He felt that he had gotten hooked on this matter.

He knew that Wen Hua was not his final choice, but he still craved the unspoken understanding between them in bed.

This is a kind of joy that no one else can give Fu Shishen.

The more Wen Hua was tortured, the more excited he became.

Wen Hua saw Fu Shishen pull the tie out of his mouth and throw it on the side of the bed.

She was breathing heavily.

"Wen Hua, I'm not very patient," Fu Shishen reminded Wen Hua. "Wen Yin outside probably won't be able to hold out much longer either, hmm?"

Wen Hua's expression changed drastically.

But looking at Fu Shishen, she remained arrogant: "Fu Shishen, Jiang Ruan can't satisfy you, so you seek pleasure here? Does Jiang Ruan know that you're entangled with me in bed day and night? Aren't you afraid your little darling will break down?"

Even if it's disgusting, she'll make Fu Shishen feel disgusted too.

As expected, Fu Shishen's expression changed instantly.

He sneered, grabbed Wen Hua, and forced her.

Wen Hua passively obeyed.

Even as she retaliated with a sense of reckless abandon, she caught a glimpse of Fu Shishen's changed expression out of the corner of her eye.

"Wen Hua!" he growled in a low voice.

Wen Hua was slammed against the wall.

Even with a soft padding, it can't withstand this kind of abuse.

Wen Yin, standing outside the door, received no reply from Wen Hua for a long time, his fear evident: "Sister, sister..."

Then Wen Hua heard Wen Yin's exclamation.

There was also a series of chaotic noises.

All that remained in Wen Hua's eyes was terror.

Because she knew that Wen Yin was probably in a hurry to get up from his wheelchair.

Because of weakness in his legs, he was thrown down.

Sure enough, Wen Yin's pained cries soon came from outside the master bedroom.

Fu Shishen then looked down at Wen Hua: "Are you scared? Wen Hua, no one will approach Wen Yin without my order. Do you think Wen Yin is alive or dead, given his current broken body?"

In short, it was like a tight band around Wen Hua's neck, firmly gripping her.

Wen Hua's expression changed repeatedly.

She knew that her stubbornness would cost Wen Yin his life, a gamble she couldn't afford to take.

Her eyes revealed resentment.

But under these circumstances, she slowly lowered her head: "Fu Shishen, I beg you, let Wen Yin go..."