Hearing those words, Dixie suddenly drew in a shocked breath.
She stared at the bodyguard in disbelief, her lips shaking. “Impossible! He would not treat me this way!”
Even if Atticus no longer loved her, she had been the girl he liked since he was seven years old. How could he be so heartless…
“What is so impossible about it?” the bodyguard mocked. “Miss Steinfeld is Mr. Reid’s darling. You kept hurting her again and again. You are simply asking for trouble.”
“Oh yes, Mr. Reid even said himself that having sex with you feels nothing at all. An artificial vagina cannot compare to a natural one.”
After speaking, the bodyguard stepped out of the basement and shut the door hard.
The three male models hurriedly took off their clothing and jumped on Dixie, pinning her beneath them.
At the moment her body was roughly forced open, Dixie cried with regret.
She regretted loving Atticus and regretted even more completing ninety-nine operations for such a person.
That evening, cries from the underground room continued endlessly.
By the next day, the male models finally departed.
Dixie remained lying still inside a pool of blood, her body suffering from splitting pain.
She promised herself that Atticus must repay blood with blood!
Hopelessness rose like incoming waves. Dixie’s sight turned dark, and she fainted.
After awareness returned, Dixie’s entire body burned with heat, and her throat felt as if fire burned through it.
She had a strong fever!
Fighting the pain, she tried to crawl upward and slowly moved toward the door, her voice rough and weak. “Let me out. I must go to the hospital!”
Yet her cries for help brought no answer.
Slowly, Dixie’s awareness became unclear.
Before her eyes shut, she thought she saw Atticus staring at her with eyes full of pain.
“Dixie, let us stop the operation now, alright?”
“I will destroy myself. We will remain DINK forever. In this life, we never part!”
“Dixie, I promise I never betray you…”
She did not know how much time had passed before Dixie woke when the sound of the door opening reached her ears.
A bodyguard tossed a hard steamed bun onto her. “Miss Steinfeld gives this to you.”
Dixie spoke plainly. “Send me to meet a doctor. I do not wish to die here. However much Atticus gives you, I give twice.”
Yet the bodyguard ignored her and simply shut the door.
During the next few days, Atticus never showed himself.
The food the guards delivered was careless, sometimes hard steamed buns, sometimes spoiled and sour dishes.
To stay alive, Dixie could only bite her teeth and force them down.
Perhaps her fate was not meant to finish yet; the injuries slowly formed scabs, and the pain eased a lot.
On that day, a strange guard allowed Dixie to come outside.
“Mr. Reid asks me to tell you that after three days, it is your wedding. He brings Miss Steinfeld outside to relax and returns on the wedding day.”
Dixie coldly laughed. After harming her in this way, Atticus still believed she would become his bride!
After dragging herself upstairs, she immediately took out her phone and called the police.
After hearing she had been assaulted by three male models, the police said they would begin checking the case right away.
Later, Dixie purchased two flight tickets to the United States, then called Terrence.
She hid the details about the attack and only explained that Atticus had cheated on her, but still refused to cancel the engagement.
After discovering his daughter had been mistreated, Terrence became instantly mad. “He repeatedly promises he treats you kindly for life, so your mother and I allow you to do the operation. Yet he actually breaks his promise!”
“Dixie, you suffer injustice. Dad certainly demands fairness for you!”
Dixie tried very hard to convince him and finally persuaded Terrence to abandon that plan. “Dad, Atticus’s power reaches everywhere. We must not oppose him directly. The most urgent matter is leaving Jefferson City. I purchased tickets for you and Mom. You leave first. I follow you as soon as possible.”
