Chapitre 92: Chapter 92: Her Divorce Plan

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The rays of the morning sun painted the entire Baileys' Manor.

Anna Jadwin, like a played-out puppet, lay fragmented on the bed, her body covered in blue and purple bruises.

He had ravaged her for over two hours, her bones feeling as if they'd turned to mush, aching.

Anna's eyes were swollen from crying, and the room was filled with a libidinous atmosphere.

Wayne Bailey collapsed beside her, exhausted.

She slowly sat up, trying to move off the bed.

His feverish palm instantly grabbed her wrist, his eyes, like a predatory beast, staring at her: "Where are you going?"

"I want a divorce!"

Only a few days into their marriage, he had already broken the contract numerous times.

She didn't know what she had done wrong to deserve his marital abuse.

Danger swam unsettled in Wayne Bailey's eyes: "With a snap of my fingers, I can bring the Johnson Family to absolute ruin, and his case will be reopened at any time."

Anna stared at him in disbelief...