A Heart Buried by His Coldness

It felt as though a hammer had struck my skull. A sharp pain blinded me, tears spilling as my vision blurred.

I shoved Peggy aside with all my strength. Then, I scrambled on the floor like a madwoman, frantically trying to gather the ashes.

Peggy lost her balance, but Adrian caught her just in time. He looked furious, with veins bulging at his temple. "Do you have a death wish, Molly? Didn't I warn you that if you touched her again, you'd lose your hand?"

A hard slap landed across my face. My ears rang, and blood trickled from the corner of my mouth. I collapsed, unable to hear anything for a long while.

Seeing Peggy whimpering in pain, Adrian swept her into his arms and rushed out, but not before shooting me a deadly glare. He warned, "If anything happens to Peggy or the baby, you'll pay with your life!"

I clung to the box, ignoring his threats.

That night, after I finished packing, my phone erupted with countless Instagram notifications. As I read the posts, my face drained of color.

During that day's livestream, Adrian had revealed my body and identity to the camera. The footage and photos were spreading like wildfire. When Derek found out, he managed to keep the news under wraps. However, new videos surfaced online. There were clips of me in bed, desperately obeying every command in an attempt to bear Adrian's child.

"Damn! She looks so innocent, but her behavior is so scandalous. Wasn't she the one from that livestream? What a slut. When do I get a turn?"

"She's basically for sale. Pay her enough, and she's yours. She pulled every trick in the book to wind up in Mr. Sadler's bed. I heard that she even drugged him just to sleep with him."

"Yeah. Mr. Sadler said so himself. Anyone who pays 100 credits in the next livestream can sleep with that whore!"

My hands trembled as I tried to turn off my phone. That's when Adrian's call came in.

He let out a scornful laugh and sneered, "Why aren't you speaking, Molly Reed? Are you mute? You were really loud in those videos."

A sharp sting burned my nose, and tears slipped down despite my desperate effort to hold them back.

But Adrian wasn't going to let me off. He continued with his hurtful words. "Don't worry. You drove Peggy away before, and now you've hurt her. This isn't over."

In the middle of the night, two bodyguards burst into my room and dragged me to the hospital without saying a single word. When Adrian saw me, fury flashed in his eyes. He yanked my hair so hard that my scalp felt like it would tear.

"You had a good sleep, didn't you? Why wasn't it you who died back then, you venomous bitch?"

Adrian shoved me to the floor and continued, "Peggy's baby almost didn't make it. A killer like you should pay the price of your actions."

I smirked and stopped struggling. For some reason, I felt surprisingly calm. My heart had been broken years ago, shattered by Adrian's relentless torment.

The needle pierced my vein, and blood flowed steadily through the tube. My lips lost all color, turning cracked and pale. My fingers began to tremble, growing weaker as they rested on the bedrail. Gradually, my surroundings started to fade.

One of the bodyguards finally softened when they saw how my face was turning blue. "Mr. Sadler, I think she's losing it."