Chapter 2

When Adrian came, I was kneeling on the ground, holding an ashtray.

The manager following Adrian smiled obsequiously.

"Mr. Foster, rest assured, we've trained her well. Now, there's no woman in the entire club more obedient than her."

As he spoke, the manager took a lit cigarette and viciously extinguished it on my arm. Blood immediately flowed from the scarred limb.

Seeing that I didn't even make a sound, Adrian frowned, wanting to step forward to help me up, but I quickly retreated.

"Mr. Foster."

This cowering appearance, where was the radiance of the once most envied wife in the city?

Adrian hadn't expected that our reunion after three years would be like this. He withdrew his hand that had been suspended in mid-air.

Since marrying Adrian, my temper had grown under his indulgence. In the past, even if Adrian jokingly scolded me, I would glare at him until he apologized, or make him carry me on his back until I calmed down.

But now...

Adrian's expression seemed both happy and melancholic. He sighed deeply:

"If you had been this docile earlier, I wouldn't have had the heart to send you here to learn manners."

When the manager sent me out, I was still in a daze. After three years, I had finally escaped that hell, and would no longer be...

The scenes of humiliation flashed crazily before my eyes, frightening me into shuddering.

Adrian thought I was cold and took off his coat to put it on me, but I instinctively wanted to kneel down. Adrian stopped me with a cold voice.

"Stand up!"

The smell of cigars enveloped me as Adrian lowered his head to adjust my clothes.

"As long as you behave and don't go against Chloe anymore, I won't let you suffer again."

Did that mean I didn't have to go back to that hell?

A glimmer of hope finally flashed in my numb eyes as I got up to follow Adrian into the car.

No matter how clean the floor in the club was, kneeling for a long time inevitably left stains, not to mention that my clothes were only washed once every half month. I curled myself into a small ball, afraid of dirtying the car, but there were still obvious stains on the seat cover.

Adrian had always been a neat freak. He frowned at the stains and clicked his tongue.

I carefully glanced at Adrian, thinking he would throw me out of the car, but to my surprise, Adrian just looked away without saying anything.

"Emma, it's only been three years since we last met, how did you turn into a beggar?" Chloe's voice suddenly rang out in the car. Only then did I realize she was there too. She was wearing a haute couture outfit from the fashion show, with an imperial jade bracelet on her wrist, and an expensive ruby necklace around her neck, looking like a genuine lady from a noble family.

She touched her necklace and said guiltily, "Emma, Adrian saw that I liked this necklace, so he gave it to me. You're not angry, are you?"