Chapter 3

At this time, no matter who she calls, Sheena wants to be saved. She trembling hands hurriedly connected the phone. Before she could speak, a man's low voice came from the other end, "Sheena." Sheena only felt that the voice was familiar but couldn't remember where she heard it. "No matter who you are...As long as you save me, I will pay you...", Sheena gritted her teeth and said with great effort. The man was silent for a while, "Where are you?" "I'm..." The door of the room suddenly opened before Sheena had finished speaking, and the faces of Hailey and Liam appeared in her eyes again. "How dare you to call someone!", Liam rushed over when she saw the mobile phone she was holding, grabbed the mobile phone and threw it on the ground. "I told you. I heard her right." Hailey sneered leaning against the door in Sheena's pajamas. "You must die!" Sheena lay on the ground, staring at both of them as if they were about to turn into sharp edges. It was she who was careless to follow their way. Otherwise, how could the two of them push her to this point! "Let's see if you can survive or die now." Liam said coldly, suddenly pinching Sheena's chin and forcing her to open her mouth and feed a pill. The medicine melted in the mouth so that Sheena didn't even have time to vomit. Her thoughts quickly dissipated. What did Liam give her?! Does he want to take her own life?! Sheena didn't know whether she was dead or not, but she just remembered to see a tall and familiar figure rushing in in a daze, kicked Liam over, and then hugged her to leave. ... When Sheena woke up again, it was in the hospital. She opened her eyes and touched her eyes full of whiteness. She suddenly recalled everything that happened before she became unconscious. The things Liam and Hailey did to her are vivid, so her body trembled with anger and her eyes were red. She would definitely not let go of those two sluts! "You’re awake.", a nice male voice sounded, not far away. Sheena looked for her voice. Harold was sitting by the window, wearing only white shirt and black trousers, looking at her lazily. "Why are you?", Sheena asked subconsciously. "Why can't it be me?" Harold squinted, "Why? I don't accept it if I want to put on my pants?" Sheena pursed her lips, "Thank you for saving me." Harold, "What you said on the phone is that as long as I save you, you will pay me." "How much do you want?" "Do you think I am short of money?", he asked rhetorically. Sheena remained silent. She could only give Harold nothing but money. "Then what do you want?" "I want you." Sheena was startled and looked at Harold in surprise. After a while, she sneered: "You must be mistaken, mustn't you? Why me? I am a married old woman. Are you okay?" "If 25 years old is considered old, then I should be considered an old man.", Harold said. Sheena frowned, "You also checked my information?" "I don’t need to check your information because you’re a famous designer." Harold snorted softly. Sheena is a well-known young designer in City C. At the age of 25, she became a close disciple of the famous designer Brooke. She is very popular, even surpassing her husband. In addition, she's a workaholic. No wonder Liam cheated. After all, a woman like Hailey does make men feel protective. "I want to divorce Liam." Sheena said coldly, "I now have enough evidence to prove that Liam had cheated on me during marriage and committed domestic violence." She was thankful that she had installed the camera and everything first, and everything Liam did to her yesterday was recorded in it. "It's okay to get a divorce..." Harold coughed lightly, "but he may be limping." Sheena, "Why?" Harold opened his mouth and was about to speak when a woman suddenly rushed into the ward, accompanied by her crying voice, "Are you okay? How dare that scumbag to beat you! I must beat him to death!" Sheena was taken aback for a moment, and grabbed Queenie's hand, "Why are you here?" "Someone called me and said you are here...", Queenie's eyes were still red. When she said this, she saw Harold who was sitting on the side. Her eyes widened in astonishment, "Did I go to the wrong ward?" "I'm leaving now. Call me if you need anything." Harold got up, picked up the coat on the armrest of the chair, said a little, and then walked out without looking at Queenie. Until the door of the ward was closed, Queenie said, "How did you hook up with Harold Allen?! That's why you suddenly asked about him yesterday, right? Don't tell me you took him to bed?!" "Don't ask so much for now." Sheena's body aches terribly. She was embarrassed to cry out. "Tell me, can these injuries on my body count as evidence of domestic violence?" Queenie took a closer look at the injuries on Sheena's body. Not only did she have injuries on her face, but she also had bruises all over her body. She also saw blood in several places. She was definitely beaten. "If it doesn't count, what else does?" Queenie said angrily, "I'll go to the doctor for a medical certificate in a while. When you recover, go back and take the video!" "That's good..." Sheena sighed, as if a stone had fallen in her heart. Queenie looked at her sadness and said, "I told you not to marry Liam, but you didn’t listen. This happened after only a few years of marriage. I don't know why you love him. What's wrong? First, with Shawn and now, with Liam..." Queenie talked about it, not even noticing that she had just said a name that she hadn't mentioned for a long time. She only realized after she saw the stiff look on Sheena's face. "Sheena, tell me the truth...Do you still remember Shawn?", Queenie asked. Sheena lowered her eyes and couldn't see what she was thinking. After a while, Queenie heard her voice, "I still remember what he did. He's been married for so many years." Queenie bit her lower lip, "Aren't you going to tell your mother that kind of thing? As long as you tell her, she will definitely help you." "She's Mrs. Adams now, not Mrs. Mc Bride" Sheena lifted her face and smiled as her stomach felt uncomfortable now. Thinking of the medicine Liam fed her yesterday, she would probably have a stomach cleansing procedure. Queenie wanted to say something, but after seeing the smiles on her face, she choked in her throat and couldn't say it. Sheena originally planned to go back to collect evidence after her injuries healed better, but within two days, she and her studio were suddenly made headlines. She didn't know who had stolen the newly designed drawings and published it first, and Sheena was accused of plagiarism.