Free Web NovelChapter 579: Could She Conceive Again in This Lifetime
Zen was forced into Christian’s car and sat in the passenger seat. Along the way, the air was thick with tension, and no one breathed a word.
Zen glanced at Christian out the corner of her eye, and as expected, his expression was cold. Unlike Christian, Zen was happy. She knew that she had achieved her goal.
Christian had such a strong desire for control, how could he tolerate her wanting to leave him and fantasizing about having children and living together with another man?
If the person Zen fell in love with was not Christian, she would be very happy with this reaction. Because if a normal person were to act like this, it would mean that they were jealous.
But he was Christian, and Zen didn’t think what Christian did was out of jealousy. In Christian’s eyes, Zen was nothing but an object. An object that belonged to him. He won’t allow his object to someday stop being his.
Only a devil like Christian could be so insanely possessive.
They soon arrived at Christian’s house. After he stopped the car, Christian remained quiet. He went straight to the passenger seat and dragged Zen out of the car.
Seeing the familiar place, Zen pretended to be clueless and asked loudly, "What did you bring me here for?"
Christian never answered her question. He dragged her all the way from when they got into the elevator and through the door of his home. Christian threw Zen in forcefully. Zen was flung to the floor.
Christian didn’t feel the least bit concerned. He looked down at Zen condescendingly and said coldly, "From now on, you will live here. Without my permission, you can’t even take one step out the door."
"Why?" Zen raised her head and roared, "Just why do you have to control everything about me! I don’t want to live in your house! Let me go! Even if you don’t let me go, you can let me live where I was before."
"You were allowed to live alone, but you just didn’t behave." Christian crouched down and reached out to pinch Zen’s chin, forcing her to look at him, "Didn’t you say that I can’t control your thoughts? You can take your time to think about what kind of life you want right here. But if you dare take a step out the door, don’t blame me for what I’ll do to you."
"You’re threatening me with my parents again?" Zen sneered. "Apart from this, what else can you threaten me with?"
"I won’t use your parents. I will just threaten you." Christian pinched Zen’s chin harder. She was trembling from the pain but didn’t utter a word.
Christian continued, "If you dare to take a step out of this door, I will break your legs!
Try me!"
"You’re crazy, Christian!" Zen yelled frantically.
"Did you just realize that I was crazy?" Christian said as he let go of Zen and stood up, his tone becoming more neutral. "Starting from today, you will have to serve me in every way. You will do whatever I ask of you. If you go against me in any way, I’ll make you utterly miserable.
"You don’t like me threatening you with your parents? Fine, I don’t need your parents to threaten you. I will cut off your fingers and toes, your hands and legs, and then throw them in front of your parents."
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Christian’s voice fell, and he saw the fear in Zen’s eyes, just as he had expected.
And that fear came from deep within her.
That was exactly what he wanted.
The corner of Christian’s mouth curved, his eyes narrowed, and he said, "Now... I want to take a bath."
Zen didn’t quite understand what Christian meant. She said, "You don’t need to inform me when you take a bath."
"Inform?" Christian couldn’t help but howl with laughter, "I want you to wash me!"
Zen couldn’t believe what she had heard.
Christian wanted her to wash him?
Zen had always been the losing party in the war against Christian.
What was worse was that there was no room for resistance at all.
It wasn’t that she hadn’t seen Christian naked before. After all, they even had children together.
However, having to help Christian bathe was humiliating to Zen.
Christian was warning her that without his permission, Zen couldn’t even think of other men.
Even if there was no face on the man in that picture, Christian still wouldn’t allow it.
But all these didn’t matter anymore.
Zen’s motive for returning was no longer simply because she loved Christian.
She had more important things to do.
"Done," Zen said numbly and coldly.
"Have you never served anyone?" Christian turned his head to look at Zen and spoke coldly.
Zen’s eyes flickered slightly. Looking at how Christian’s arms were spread open, she knew what he meant.
Turning around, Zen picked up a towel and wiped down Christian’s body.
Zen was quick when she was wiping his upper body.
But when she reached his lower body, her hand paused momentarily.
But soon, she acted as if nothing had happened, and wiped his whole body quickly and numbly.
Without waiting for Christian to say anything, Zen picked up his pajamas and helped him put them on.
After everything was done, Zen raised his head slightly to look at him, and asked, "Is there anything else that needs to be done?" freёweɓnovel.com
"Go cook supper." After speaking, Christian strode out of the bathroom.
Staring at Christian’s retreating figure, Zen clutched her fingers together lightly.
Then, she followed him out.
Zen was already familiar with this house. She went into the kitchen and opened the refrigerator.
There were not many ingredients in the refrigerator, so Zen planned to cook noodles.
As if to take revenge on Christian, Zen didn’t wash the ingredients and started cooking straight away.
After cooking, Zen carried it out and placed it in front of Christian.
At this time, Christian was watching the financial channel with his legs crossed leisurely.
Christian was hungry, so he picked up his chopsticks and started eating the noodles.
Seeing that Christian had finished eating, Zen immediately handed over a tissue for him to wipe his mouth with, then took the bowl back to the kitchen to wash it.
When she came out again, Zen walked in front of Christian and said calmly without a hint of emotion, "What other instructions do you have, Mr. Lucas?"
"Go take a shower, and come back afterward." After saying this, Christian turned off the TV, got up, and entered the room.
Zen knew what Christian meant.
In the past, even if Christian was drunk and kept calling out Wendy’s name when they were together, Zen was willing if it meant that she could be with Christian.
But now, she bit her lip hard and was not willing at all.
But she knew, and she had no choice.
As long as Christian was alive, she would never be free.
Just as Christian had said, Zen was nothing but a dog to him.
Dogs have no right to choose. If their owner had physical needs...
Even so, she couldn’t hold back as her tears as they fell drop by drop.
...
"You can get lost!" Christian said coldly, not even sparing Zen a single glance.
Zen got off the bed and picked up her clothes on the floor.
She got dressed slowly and sluggishly, then turned around and walked out of Christian’s room.
She conveniently closed the door as she left the room.
Walking into the bathroom, Zen took off her clothes and let the cold water drench her body little by little.
She had imagined being with Christian countless times but never thought that it would be so humiliating.
Before, Christian wouldn’t even spend the night with her, but at the very least, he wouldn’t humiliate her past her limit.
He had even taken pictures of what happened earlier.
Christian always knew Zen’s weakness.
He had constantly threatened her with her parents before, and with the increasing number of threats, he knew it was becoming less and less effective.
Now, he would use her directly as a threat.
As if cutting off both her hands would give her freedom.
Her parents would probably be more devastated if they saw her mutilated body, more so than her death.
He even said in bed just now that if she was disobedient, he would send those videos and photos to her parents and friends.
How could such an evil man exist on this earth?
What was more terrifying was how passionately in love with him Zen had been back then.
Zen didn’t want to cry, but the tears fell uncontrollably.
Her tears fell, mixed in with the cold rain.
Zen closed her eyes and hugged her knees as she crouched on the ground, letting the cold water wash over her body.
No...
Zen suddenly stood up and turned off the cold shower.
She couldn’t carry on like this.
If she were to catch a cold and fall sick tomorrow, how would she find the safe?
She couldn’t get sick now.
Zen’s phone was still controlled by Christian, and she couldn’t contact the outside world.
She didn’t know what was going on with Wendy, but regardless, the sooner she found the safe, the better it’d be.
She must stay healthy to find the safe, then only could she escape to find Wendy and the others.
With that thought, Zen immediately dried herself off, put on her clothes, and returned to her room.
Lying on the bed, Zen stared at the ceiling and thought to herself.
These days wouldn’t last forever and very soon, she would be free. Once Christian was caught, she would completely regain her freedom.
She had never thought that Christian would be involved with gangs and drug trafficking.
She had been by his side for so many years and yet she never knew any information about him.
Christian was ruthless, resolute, and decisive in his work.
If his subordinates made a single mistake, he would directly fire them.
She had always thought that it was just his personality.
For the company to grow bigger and stronger, there must be sufficient force and punishment.
It had never occurred to her that cruelty was just in his bones.
Her hand subconsciously went to her lower abdomen.
It was flat as if nothing had been there before.
Her poor child had to leave the world before it even had the chance to see it.
As Zen blinked, tears fell drop by drop. She said gently and quietly, "My baby, will you come to your mother again in the next life? Don’t come again in this life, not in this life..."
She didn’t know if she could conceive again in this lifetime.
And she didn’t even know if she could truly and completely leave the devil that was Christian.
