Chapter 1

"How much did you cost to patch up a hymen?" A grim-faced man wrapped up a robe while he looked at a bed with a smudge of blood and snickered, "No words need to say? Miss White?" The one speaking was one of the most powerful men in city A—called Garrett·Smith. At this time, he has run out of patience with the woman who was a notorious socialite, and he has to marry her for some reason. How could she still act like she's new to the game? How hypocritical! "Debbie·White, talk to me!" Garrett’s voice was in a steady but intimidating way, "Does Nicholas·White think that the matter of your family is done by giving you to me?" Hearing the name —Nicholas·White, the woman snapped her head up as cowering in the messy mattress and revealing a fine but distressed countenance. She opened her mouth wanting to argue something but abruptly stopped: "I ......" How does she tell this man? About her real name is Grace·White? And the nasty woman is her sister—Debbie·White who has screwed around? About she is only twenty-two and life has just begun but has to marry a demon man who keeps her so humiliated in her sister stead? What would be the serious consequences of saying these? Faced with a man like Garrett·Smith and the bad debt of her family, all things considered, Grace only felt powerless, and staying silent was the only thing she could do. Suddenly, a medicine bottle smashed into her, interrupting her thoughts. "Fine, take this medicine, pack up your things and move your ass to follow me." Garrett walked straight to the bathroom. "Medicine for what?" After a night of torture, she was a bit delirious. Garrett stopped and looked at her with contempt, "Debbie, what trick do you want to play on? Have accepted that your family sent you to fulfill the obligation of being my wife just for the sake of your face. Wanna give birth to my children? A dirty woman doesn’t deserve that." "You had better listen to me for the Whites safety!" Garrett already completely out of patience with Grace, Garrett took a pill of the bottle, pinched Grace’s chin, and directly stuffed it into her mouth. Grace almost choke at his action, coughed hard a few times before struggling to swallow. "But I don't have any clothes ......" seemed can’t avoid humiliated by the demon, yet she can't be outdoor naked. Not being like her sister who has endless designer clothes, she only has a few sets of simple clothes left in school. So now, how could she get for it? "Mrs. Smith, of course, you can get everything you want after marrying me, don’t you know ?" Sure enough, she was the Debbie·White, who asked for the money only the second day of marriage, "Your good White family sent you here without a coin!" Fifteen minutes later, Garrett unexpectedly saw the woman who only chose to wear a conservative style of white dress standing in a large pile of expensive clothing with pure temperament. He arched an eyebrow slightly, thinking that the woman was good at acting. A silver Bentley stopped at the most luxurious villa area in City A, Grace followed close behind Garrett. Although Whites also lived in a villa, it was far from being comparable to this place. The steward, John, greeted Garrett and glanced at the beautiful girl behind Garrett without saying a single word. Walking into the living room, Garrett spoke without looking back: " Sarah, please arrange for her a room. And as for you, from now on, you are not allowed to go out without permission. Also, take good care of this room here, do you hear me?" His words were clear, as well as she got the point that she was not here to be Mrs. Smith and took a vacation, she was here to be a servant. But not to step out?! "Okay though, but ......" "There are no buts here!" Garrett interrupted her with an impatient hushed tone and lifted his feet towards the second floor. "Wait, wait a minute!" Grace saw that Garrett seemed to be leaving and spoke urgently, "I am willing to do everything you want me to do, but... I have to go to school!" Go to school? Garrett was like hearing some big joke: "You want to go to school? Did I hear it right? An exalted Miss White who can get everything she wants still want to go to school? I have never heard that Miss White was being a good student, right?" "Don't bother me again!" Garrett directly kicked her away, turned around, and walked towards the second floor. "M...Mr. Smith." Can’t just give up like that! She wanted to catch up, but was deterred by Sarah, "You can't go up there!" The second floor is unavailable without permission!” "No! I have to go to school!" Grace could do everything, however, she couldn't drop out of school! So much effort did she spend to get into a university, and she worked for a whole summer to earn the tuition, how could she give up like that? Garrett stood on the stairs and turned around, reached out and lifted her chin, surveyed her face from above, this woman was acting stranger and stranger. Just for a moment, he could see her face a kind of persistence that quite impressed. "How many men are waiting for you out there? Make you just so urgent to get out, right?" "No! I'm genuinely going to school, 100% true!" Though the explanation doesn’t work too much, she had to give it a try. The reason that she had married this man who in front of her was for Whites, and to keep her foster dad Nicholas·White safe. But she can't live without her ego. "You know I hate to be cheated." Grace nodded repeatedly, she dared not lie to him. "If I know you cheated me, you will pay for your mistake!" Garrett wanted to see what trick the girl try to play on, and what is she trying to show him? "Well, I only go to school, I won't go anywhere!" She assured him, but for one thing, she couldn't go part-time anymore, her tuition would be a problem. Garrett glanced at the woman who was happy for a moment and then frowned instead, turned around, and went up to the second floor. Grace was arranged to a small room on the first floor, not big, only a bed, a desk, but facing south, the sun beamed down made her feeling great she loves their huge windows. Compared to her own house, here was much better. Sarah brought some household goods: "Miss Grace, sir said without his orders, you can’t leave here. And you can come to me if you need anything." "Okay, thank you." Grace stood in the room and stared blankly, she was going to stay in this villa. Early the next morning, Grace was sent to school by the car arranged by Garrett. A night of peace and Garrett's promises still Grace mood a lot. After greeting the driver, Lee, she walked into the school with a rare but relaxed gait. Seeing her walk into the school, Lee informed Garrett by his phone: "Sir, Miss White has entered the school." "Keep an eye on her carefully." Garrett was standing in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows of the bedroom, his eyes were gleaming with cold light. He didn't expect that Debbie was going to school, this woman was being more and more interesting than he thought. Grace went to her dormitory, her luggage was simply packed up a bit, originally her things were not much, only a small bag. "Ya don't live in school?" Roommate tentatively asked her. "Yes." the relationship between Grace and her roommates was not very familiar, but only occasionally greeted with them. Not to mention that she has been busy working part-time since the beginning of the school year, and spends her rest spare time at the library. "Was it true that you came by luxury car in the morning?" One of them asked curiously. Grace didn’t admit or deny it. "Of course it was true, I've seen it with my own eyes." Another roommate answered, "Grace, are you a gold digger? Since you’re so beautiful that being obsessed by that rich man, right? ” "Is that the case?" How old is that man? Is he a bald old man?" Roommates' vicious gossiping hearts showed up in an unflattering way. Grace has been silent all the while. It's useless for her to explain more, in their minds, she is that kind of person. There were not many classes that day, grabbed her stuff and went straight to the library for most of the day. Until the sky turned dark, she felt sour eyes, then suddenly found out that just only a few people left in the library. Oh no! Grace quickly ran out of the school gate, and indeed saw the familiar car parked there. The villa's living room, brightly lit by imported Italian crystal chandeliers, but its shone cold. When Grace came in, she saw Garrett was smoking, full of the strong smell of smoke, so that she could not help coughing several times. Looking at the ashtray which was filled with cigarette butts, she pursed her lips and said warily, "Mr. Smith, I'm sorry that I forgot the time." "You dare not put my words in your mind, " Garrett said with a sneer. He had stressed the curfew in the morning, now she had been late for exactly two hours, and she thought an apology can deal with it? "I am, uh, really sorry...I forgot the time..." Grace shook her head. No matter what she said, he would always regard that she's trying to argue right? Garrett stub out the cigarette, stood up from a couch, and walked up to Grace, "Which man have you met?" Hearing this fabricated questioning, Grace abruptly raised her head, her crystal-clear black pearl-like eyes found his sharp eyes, "you will not want to know, and whatever I said you wouldn't believe it. ” "As befits a Miss White, you got a tough temper, even in this situation still can put on the air. But there’s one thing you should know, as long as I move a finger, the White family will disappear in the world. ” "I always believe that." If it were not for his power, Nicholas would not have used her to trade for the safety of the White family. "Do you believe? Do you still want to go to school tomorrow? "What Garrett wanted to hear was a negative answer, yet the woman in front of him let him down. "Still want to" Grace was being a little afraid, afraid of Garrett would do a school investigation, afraid that he might sniff out something. Although Nicholas transferred Debbie's file to the school, nothing was unassailable. Hearing the answer, Garrett reached out to hold Grace’s collar and dragged her straight to the second floor. Pushing open the bedroom door, with a hissing noise, her thin clothes were torn apart, and her fair skin was being exposed. "Get in and wash!" Do not come out without my permission! ” In the big bathroom with the clean floor, Grace stood beneath the showerhead which was flowing out the cold water. She almost removed a layer of her skin. As well as tears burst out. She can't wash clean anymore. Wait until Garrett pushed open the bathroom door, saw Grace was shrinking in the corner, her whole body was covered with strange red—she has to have a high fever. She has the guts! This woman, was trying to in silent protest? "Sarah," Garrett called the servant to take Grace to the room. "Sir, Miss Debbie has a quite serious fever, would you like to call a doctor?" Sarah was a little worried. Garrett stood aside and saw Grace’s eyebrows were firmly frowned, which should be extremely painful. His anger reduced some, hesitating to say, suddenly heard Grace repeated something, which more liked kind of someone’s name, he thought. Sarah lowered her eyes, dared not to fix her eyes on Garrett: "it seems to murmur a name called Alex..." Two minutes later, the roar of the engine came out of the window, and the luxury sports car sped out of the villa. Grace woke up at almost noon, she looked around the room which seen a bit familiar, slowly recalled the last night, then her lip curled in a wry smile. Sarah pushed the door in with a bowl of porridge in her hand: "Miss Debbie, you're awake." "Thank you, Sarah, for the help last night." Grace sat up half-sitting up and took over the kindness from Sarah. She needs strength, she can't fight with her health. "Not at all, you should pay more attention to your health, should not bathe with such cold water." Sarah was kindly persuaded. Grace took the porridge slow while nodding, and said nothing else. Life will still go to continue, isn’t it? At noon, Grace went to the bank near the school alone, took out her only card, which only had a little money, this was her part-time job salary, and she has accumulated to today. There was not much, but she can earn more in the future. She bowed her head, walked step by step, hand tightly grasped the bag, once adopted by the White family, never thought it would be like this way of a dead-end. "Gracie." a tender call instantly made her stop, she almost thought her hearing things. A slender figure cast a shadow in front of her, "Gracie, it’s me, don’t you remember me ?" Grace looked up at the man in front of her, just as at that time, a well-shaped face with elegant, the gold-rimmed glasses the man wearing today made him look more quiet and gentle. It was him—Alex, the man she had waited and looked for five years. There was no expected joy, there was no imaginary expectation and strong desire. She just wanted to take her up in his arms, to cry about her grievances, her helplessness, and the strong yearning to him. "My appearance depressed you?" Alex looked at the little girl in front of him. There have been five years, she changed a lot, but he could still recognize her at a glance. "I'm glad that you’re back!" Her voice choked, she thought her tears had flowed thoroughly yesterday, did not expect that Alex’s emergency still made her feel devastated.