Chapter 1

　　In a dark room, Jane wraps her body with a towel and walks out of the bathroom, standing barefoot on the carpet. 　　The conditioner hums steadily, and the strong air blows on her skin, making her tremble. 　　On the dim side of the room, a figure is leaning on the sofa. He holds a medical book in his right hand, and reads intently. 　　He is wearing a black handmade suit with a white coat. 　　The floor lamp next to the sofa sheds a warm orange light to outline his handsome face. He turns a page and speaks without looking up. 　　"Twenty minutes." He says with an indifferent tone. 　　Jane’s face flushes red, and she whispers, "Can you turn off the lights?" 　　"Are you selling anything else? Take it off!" 　　His sharp tone was like a hammer, causing Jane to shrink, "Liam, I-" 　　"Don't say my name!" The man's eyes were cold, "Fucking disgusting dirty bitch!" 　　Jane stares at him blankly, clenching and loosening her fists. 　　The man in front of her was her former fiance but in order to marry another infertile woman, he is paying for a uterine surrogacy. 　　The man checks his watch and looks impatient, "There’s fifteen minutes left, hurry up!" 　　"Liam I-" 　　Unable to contain his irritation he pulls her bath towel and grabs her towards him. 　　She kneels on the carpet, hurriedly unties his belt, and takes off his trousers. 　　He didn't respond and she tosses around for a while before there was any movement. 　　Jane was a little scared, but she didn't dare to delay any longer, and she sits down on his lap. 　　It stings. 　　Her body seems to be torn in half, she feels dry down there and every movement made her want to collapse in pain. She subconsciously wants to withdraw. 　　As soon as she tries to move away, two big hands press around her shoulders and neck—and they press heavily. 　　"If you want me to perform surgery on your mother, sell it to me!" 　　The severe pain that penetrates her body is almost unbearable. 　　The man squeezes hard on her shoulders and waist, there is no mercy in his eyes, only the smiling pleasure of revenge. 　　She grits her teeth and moves her body reluctantly. 　　He did it deliberately, he enjoys seeing her in pain. 　　But Jane had no choice. Her mother was seriously ill. She needs the money and she needs Liam Chu. 　　He is the most authoritative doctor in heart surgery, and only he can treat his mother's heart disease. 　　Jane gnashes her jaws and sweats coldly. 　　With her movements, the pain gradually becomes numb, and there was a strange pleasant tickling deep inside her. 　　She couldn't help but enjoy the interaction as she moans softly. 　　"Bitch!" 　　He notices. Liam squeeze her neck, his eyes burst into hostility, "Is that the same face you have when you hit your pregnant sister into a miscarriage?!" 　　She was strangled so hard that she couldn't breathe, and her neck was sorely painful. 　　"You'd better give me a pregnancy. For a woman as cheap as you, I don't want to fuck you multiple times." 　　Liam releases his hand and pinches her waist. He changes from passive to active and rushes fiercely. 　　Just as Jane gasps, her body is subjected to another thrashing, she frowns. "Liam, please slow it down..." 　　The man stops, grabs her hair and pulls it hard down to her back, forcing her body to arch. 　　"Do you want it or not?" 　　Her lips trembles and her heart seems to have been pierced by countless small needles. 　　Her self-esteem is trampled into mud. 　　"I need to…" 　　"What do you need? Say it!" 　　"I want you... to go… cum inside me." 　　Jane whispers, as long as her mother's operation is successful, what is her worthless self-esteem. 　　She needs money for her mother’s operation. And Liam Chu, the director of the hospital, promised her that after she became pregnant, he would perform heart surgery on her. 　　"Uggggh! You guilty… fucking bitch!" 　　Liam sneers sarcastically and heaves against her even harder. 　　His breathing became louder and his bloody eyes gradually fills with lust. She is left to close her eyes and let her body shake uncontrollably. 　　After what seemed like forever to her, he finally finishes venting. He drags her body to his side and stands up. 　　Jane falls to the sofa with a streak of white foamy mess dripping between her legs. 　　Towering over her, Liam sorts his clothes. He throws down a check and strides out the door. 　　Just when he was about to go out, he stops. 　　"Jane, you killed me. You killed my mother and Quinn’s child. This blood debt will soon be paid by you!" 　　"And you will get your retribution soon."