Chapter 4

I was frightened, and my whole body trembled in disbelief, and my mind was blank.

Peter fell to the ground in pain and rolled on the ground, making heart-wrenching screams, and the blood had dyed his entire palm red.

The carriage was in chaos. Suddenly, the car door opened. The Chinese man who acted as the driver leaned in and saw me half-naked, huddled in the seat, trembling, and holding a blood-stained fruit knife in his hand. Peter fell in a pool of blood, his face as pale as paper, and he had already fallen into a coma.

Ah!The driver also turned pale and quickly got into the carriage and exclaimed in horror, "What's going on?"

I said tremblingly: He wants to rape me, I... I cut him with one knife...

The driver had no time to listen to me and rushed to stop the bleeding for Peter.

He tore off his clothes to block the blood fountain of Peter's lower body, and roughly tied two knots.

I was confused and subconsciously put on my underwear and pulled my top to cover my white and naked breasts. But I was still confused. I felt like I was in a nightmare. At this time, I couldn't completely believe that this was the real thing.

Why are you still standing there?The driver was so anxious that he was sweating profusely and shouted at me. Come over and treat his wounds. I will drive to the hospital now!

When he drank it, I was speechless and couldn't help but walk over and squat down, reaching out and holding down the ball of clothes that were oozing blood.

The driver wiped his sweat, got out of the car quickly, slammed the door, and rushed into the cab quickly.

At this moment, I suddenly came to my senses and my whole body was shaken.

This demon deserves sin, why should I help save him?

And if I continue to stay in this car, the danger is self-evident. Who knows how his men will deal with me?

Especially those two black bodyguards...

I was extremely frightened when I thought about this, so I suddenly pulled the car door open, and then a flash of inspiration in my heart, and quickly picked up the two straps on the ground.

There was a scene of my humiliation filming inside, and I must not stay here and be seen by others.

At this time, the truck had already started and was lifting from low speed to high speed.

I bit my lip and jumped out desperately. When I landed, the soles of my feet hurt. I stumbled forward a few steps, but didn't fall.

The truck squeaked and the driver stuck his head out of the window and cursed, but he didn't chase me. After stopping for two seconds, he started again and drove away quickly with a roar.

It was already late at night, and there was no one on this secluded street, and the wind blew on my body.

I pulled my top tightly and tried to cover my body as much as possible, but my butt, which was only wearing underwear, could only cover a small half, and my two slender and smooth thighs were completely exposed.

I ran barefoot and cried. If someone saw me like this now, I would rather die than die.

Fortunately, there was no one on the street. After running more than 30 meters away, I arrived at the building where I lived. In the darkness, I ran to the second floor, and didn't even turn on the lights in the aisle. I groped and opened my room with the key. After rushing in, I felt relieved. I felt that all my strength seemed to be exhausted, and I gasped sharply against the door and hung heavily.

My husband hasn't come back yet, and the room is very quiet, only my own heartbeat is pounding.

Frightened, tiredness and hunger surged up to my body, and I felt sore and weak in my hands and feet. The ravaged parts of my chest and buttocks were burning again, and I could no longer support it. My legs couldn't help but fall on the ground.

After a while, I gradually recovered. I was still scared when I thought that I was almost raped tonight. Although I escaped by chance at the last moment, I was taken advantage of and suffered humiliation. I couldn't help but shed tears in grief and anger.

I stood up and walked into the bathroom staggeringly, took off all my clothes and washed my naked body.

I looked down and saw a lot of finger marks left on my plump and tender breasts, and there were also slap marks on my round buttocks. This was not only a physical pain, but also a great humiliation to me mentally.

When I thought of the demon kissing my lips and tongue, licking my nipples, and leaving such disgusting saliva on me, I felt nauseous and used the shower gel to scrub my body desperately, and I wanted to take off a layer of skin.

After taking a shower, I sat on the bed in a bath towel and was stunned.

This incident was obviously very serious. The other party kidnapped me and tried to rape me, but I stabbed me to hurt my lower body.

This is already a crime, I should call the police immediately... But what would happen if my husband knew about this?

He will be angry according to his personality

Crazy...

I hesitated for a moment, and I couldn't help but blame myself for being too confused.

Peter's arrogance will become more and more arrogant, and eventually develops to the point of using strong people to me. It should be said that I indulge myself in my own way.

He saw that I was embarrassed to speak out. If I had discussed with my husband from the beginning, the situation would not be so bad now.

I thought of this and made up my mind to tell him the whole story when my husband comes back.

My husband is the backbone of the family. Whether to report the case or solve it privately, let him make the decision...

After thinking clearly, I ate something randomly to satisfy my hunger and sat quietly on the bed waiting for my husband to come back.

Because he had to call his son today, he would ask for leave and finish work early, and it was time to get home at about twelve o'clock.

And now it is eleven forty!

I looked at the watch every two minutes, hoping that time would pass quickly and that my husband would appear in front of me immediately.

I, who suffered great physical and mental trauma, so eager to get his comfort, and in his generous heart, I vented my grievances and tears...

It was finally here at twelve o'clock, but my husband did not arrive home.

While I was waiting, the phone ring suddenly rang.

HELLO!I picked up the phone.

Sister-in-law, it's me.What came from the microphone was Dayong's voice.

Ah, Dayong is you.Your elder brother hasn't come back yet...

Before I finished speaking, I was interrupted by Dayong. He tried his best to say calmly, I know.Sister-in-law, don’t worry, listen to me.My elder brother suddenly had a stomachache while washing dishes in a restaurant and vomited blood...

This sentence seemed like a bolt from the blue, and I was stunned: What did you say?

Dayong's voice continued: The eldest brother asked the restaurant staff to call home, but no one answered.Later they called me, and I drove him to the hospital just now...

My heart almost jumped out of my chest and said anxiously: Tell me which hospital it is, I'll hurry up and rush over...

Dayong said the name and address of the hospital, and repeatedly told me not to worry, saying that nothing big would happen.

I had no intention of listening at all, so I threw down the phone and jumped up, put on my coat and ran out of the house as fast as possible.

I stopped a taxi and rushed to the hospital.

I was in a state of confusion all the way. I comforted myself for sure that it was okay, and I couldn't help but think randomly, and my anxiety was beyond words.

The taxi stopped at the hospital door, and Dayong was standing there looking around.

As soon as he saw me, he quickly came up and complained: Sister-in-law, didn’t I tell me not to worry?Look at you, why are you so panicked?

Then I realized that I was wearing a pair of slippers, but I couldn't care about that much, so I asked: How is Zhiqiang?Where is now?

The eldest brother is in the ward.Dayong took me to the hospital and said that the doctor gave him medicine and suggested that he be hospitalized immediately, but he refused to say anything.

My tears surged up, and I felt so regretful.

My husband had mild stomach problems. He took medicine for a while when he was in China. Later, he felt that it was cured and the medicine stopped. He didn't expect that it would recur after going abroad, and it was so serious that he vomited blood.

Dayong took me into a quiet ward, and my husband was half leaning against the bed and drinking a cup of hot milk, looking very haggard.

Zhiqiang!I burst into tears and ran over and threw myself into his arms.

My husband quickly put down his cup, reached out and touched my hair and said softly: Don’t cry, don’t cry... Minmin, am I fine?

I was even more sad when I cried, and tears rolled down like a river breaking through.

This is not only because I am concerned about his condition, but also because I have suffered a lot of grievances tonight. As soon as my husband was held in his warm arms, I could no longer control myself and cried regardless of outsiders' presence.

OK, OK!If you continue crying, Dayong will be a joke.My husband pity for wiping away my tears with a tissue and said with a smile, "I'm not seriously ill, but I've been a little too tired these days."Hehe, it's just a small matter...

You're vomiting blood and still a trivial matter?I choked and said, No, you have to be hospitalized immediately.Dayong told me that the doctor said you need to observe for a while...

Don't listen to the American bullshit doctors!My husband said that they wanted to exaggerate a minor illness to cancer.What's wrong with vomiting blood?My grandmother vomited blood from time to time, but she still lived to be eighty!

Zhiqiang!I begged, would you listen to me this time?

My husband’s attitude is very firm: No!Do you know how expensive the hospitalization fee is?I have told the doctor that I can just prescribe some stomach medicine and take it.

I turned my gaze to Dayong for help.

He helped me persuade me knowingly, but my husband had a strong temper and refused to agree.

We couldn't resist him, so we had to agree against our will.

Dayong helped her husband into his car, and I went to the doctor to get the medicine list.

It was a kind-looking old white man named Smith.

He repeatedly told me that apart from taking medicine on time, my husband should not be too tired and he must rest for a while to avoid the condition worsening again.

I nodded and agreed, took some medicine and walked out of the hospital.

Dayong drove my husband and I home, sat down for a while and said goodbye.

My husband was very tired and after saying a few words to me, he had a dazed eyelid fight.

I originally wanted to tell him about being kidnapped tonight, but when I saw this, I swallowed it back. I thought I would wait for him to have a good sleep first and then talk about it after I wake up.

The next morning, my husband was still sleeping soundly beside me when I woke up.

His face was much thinner than when he first came, and there were wrinkles on his forehead.

I felt a little distressed when I saw it. After going abroad, my husband always took care of me everywhere. He also worked. He spent much longer than me and worked much more tired than me. When he returned home, he did no less housework than me.

He was really exhausted and was not idle even on holidays.

I secretly made up my mind to give my husband more rest from today and must recuperate his body.

So I called the school to take a leave, then went out to the nearby market to buy some vegetables and fish, and prepared to make him a delicious and hearty lunch at noon.

Just as I walked back to my residence with two full plastic bags, a car parked by the road suddenly drove away, and a middle-aged Chinese man in a suit and tie walked towards me.

He looked quite graceful and said straight to the point: Are you Ms. Su Minmin?

Yes.I answered, looked at him and asked, "You are...

Oh, you can call me James.The middle-aged man said politely, I am a lawyer and want to talk to you about Mr. Peter Lee...

My face changed. When I heard the name of the demon, I trembled all over. I couldn't help but take two steps back, and shouted like a big enemy: What else do he want to do?

Don't be so nervous, it's broad daylight now and no one will kidnap you again.James said, in fact, I was sent by Peter's father, Mr. Lee.He asked me to express his 120,000 apology to you for what happened last night...

I kept my face tense and said nothing, and walked around him and walked away.

James chased me and continued to explain to me as he walked: Mr. Li was very angry after knowing what happened last night. This apology was indeed sincere...

I suddenly set my pace and turned around and said angrily: Sincere?Then why didn't he come here in person?

How do you tell me to believe you?

James sighed and said: You don’t know yet, right?Last night, Peter had severe bleeding from his lower body and was sent to the hospital for emergency rescue. His life was saved, but... but his genitals were seriously damaged, and it may be difficult to restore male function...

I said Ah, although I had already vaguely expected that the demon would be seriously injured, but I was still very shocked after hearing the news. After a while, I said hatefully: He... This is his own fault!

That's right, he deserves it.James said that Mr. Li fully understood this, but after all, father and son were in love, and the old man was angry and sad, and he ended up paralyzing in bed after a heart attack.He couldn't come in person, so he kept asking me to apologize to you on his behalf...

When I listened, I felt half angry, but instead felt a little sympathetic to the unfortunate old man.

It is really unlucky to give birth to such a rebellious son.

You did not call the police, Mr. Li is very grateful.He is the one who wants the most face, but he also understands that Peter has done too much in this matter. I am very grateful for your generosity... James said.

I said coldly: Don’t get me wrong. I didn’t call the police just because my husband happened to have a sudden illness last night. When I got anxious, I put this aside for the time being.Now I'm considering calling the police!

James smiled and said: I'll ask you, please give Mr. Li a little bit of thin face.To express your greatest apology and sincere gratitude, please accept this...

He took out a check and handed it over respectfully.

I glanced at it and saw that there were 100,000 US dollars on it!

Who wants your money?My first reaction was anger, and my cheeks turned red. Can using this money offset the humiliation I suffered last night?Do you think you can buy everything with money, including human dignity?

Uh, uh…of course not!James said in a little embarrassedly, we just hope to give you some compensation, just treat it as mental loss... Please understand the painstaking efforts of an old man no matter how...

I said: Go back and tell the old man that as long as he can guarantee that his son and your subordinates will never harass me again, I can not call the police.As for this check... I smiled sarcastically and said disdainfully, just ask him to donate it to any charity!

James agreed, saying that Peter had transferred to other cities for treatment and would never come back to New York again, and repeatedly begged me to accept the check.

I ignored him and walked into the building quickly with a plastic bag.

He called me several times behind him, but I didn't even look back.

Actually, frankly speaking, I really want to reach out to take over the $100,000.

But I have several concerns, first of all, how to explain the source of the money to my husband.

If he knew the truth, he would definitely go to find someone to settle the score. If the matter is serious, it may eventually alarm the police.

Then I will be infamous for taking money but not keeping my promises.

Also, given my husband's current physical condition, he should let him recover quietly and not go out of the way to get angry.

More importantly, what I want to buy for this hundred thousand dollars is obviously my eternal silence.

It is conceivable that they will inevitably ask me to hand over those two straps.

The scene of my humiliation in the tape was filmed. Once it was made public, it would certainly ruin my face, but it was also the most powerful evidence for accusing Peter.

I instinctively think it is best to keep the belt in my own hands. On the one hand, I really don't want others to see those shots anymore, and on the other hand, I can also let them

Peter will never dare to come and cause trouble for me again...

After entering the house, I sorted out the food I bought and went back to the bedroom and saw that my husband was still snoring.

When he was sleeping, he looked like a child, with a rare peace on his face.

Zhiqiang, don’t tell you about this, so as not to get angry and affect your body... I stared at him silently, making this idea secretly in my heart.

Since that day, our lives have begun to take a sharp turn.

My husband was recuperating at home and couldn't make money by working, so his family's income source was reduced by more than half.

In addition, the cost of medicines required to treat stomach problems is also a considerable expense, and some of the meager savings we have saved are quickly exhausted.

I had to find a way to make more money.

In addition to the original cleaning work and tutoring, I also worked a lot of odd jobs when I was in trouble, but my life was still very difficult.

By the end of the month, the money sent to my hometown did not reach the amount for the first time. I was afraid that my mother-in-law would be worried, so she did not mention her husband's illness in the letter, and just said vaguely that she did not make enough money this month. Please ask the creditors to make some compromises and make up the balance next month.

This is what the letter said, but I was not sure at all. I wanted to hide it from my husband and couldn't let him know the family's financial difficulties. I was really worried.

Fortunately, he had a good friend like Dayong who helped him, and he generously donated a lot. But after all, he is also a poor person who is half-employed and half-study, and he doesn't have much money. I feel embarrassed to always ask him for it, so I just asked him to ask me for a lot of work. I will do any higher-paying jobs, no matter how dirty or tiring the work I have.

Dayong agreed immediately, and within a few days he called me and said that there was a Japanese restaurant that needed a waitress and his salary was nearly twice as high as usual.

He contacted me through acquaintances and could introduce me there.

That's great.I was overjoyed when I heard this, and my salary was nearly twice as high, which meant that the difficulties at home could be greatly alleviated.

But sister-in-law... Dayong's voice seemed a little hesitant on the phone, and he said, "If it weren't for your urge to urge me, I wouldn't want you to go to that store..."

Why?I asked strangely.

Because that store is...on the 42nd Street...

I was silent for a moment.

Forty-second Street is close to Times Square and has always had the title of the most romantic place.

There is a red light district there, and prostitutes openly swaying around the market. I heard that there are also gangsters.

Sister-in-law, I think it's better to forget it.Dayong sincerely said, I can't feel at ease when I asked you to go there. Although the salary of that store is very high, we are still more secure in finding another job...

I interrupted him and said: No, let’s just this one!

Sister-in-law, you... He also wants to persuade me.

It doesn't matter, Dayong.I tried my best to calm my voice and be a waitress, nothing will happen.This is New York, and I believe that the minimum personal safety can still be guaranteed.

Dayong sighed softly and told me the detailed address.

The next evening, I found this Japanese restaurant.

It was a medium-sized store. When you opened the door, there were quite a lot of customers inside, and the neatly dressed waitress was shuttled back and forth.

A petite waitress came up to her. She was a very young girl with a pure round face. She bowed as soon as she saw me and said with a sweet smile: Welcome, how many of you are?

I said embarrassedly: Sorry, I was not here to have a meal.I was introduced by a friend to find your boss lady Ms. Xu Mei.

OK, come with me.The round-faced waitress took me inside.

In a small office, I met the owner of this store, Xu Mei.

She is a Japanese woman in her forties, quite beautiful, with a slightly powdery face on her melon-shaped face, and she has a slightly vicissitudes of mature beauty.

Somehow, I had a very good first impression of her and had a good impression of her.

After she heard me explain my purpose, she smiled gently and said: Mrs. Zhang, welcome to work here.Our store needs more oriental women to create the atmosphere, and your beauty and temperament are undoubtedly the best among the people I have ever met...

Oh, you are over-reputable.I'm a little embarrassed.

Sumi said seriously: This is not an exaggeration.There are many beautiful girls in New York, but most of them are polluted by the city and are very vulgar, but you have a dignified and virtuous young woman charm, which makes people feel pleasing to the eye...

Thanks.I said with a blushing face.

Then, you can start work tonight.Sumi called the round-faced waitress over and introduced that this was Miss Kiyoko... This is Mrs. Zhang... You should work with her first and get familiar with the environment.

Mrs. Zhang, please take care of me in the future.Qingzi bowed to me again.

I want you to take care of me!I was so at a loss by the Japanese girl's politeness that I hurriedly said, just call me Minmin.I just came here, and I would like to ask you for advice.

No problem.Kiyoko smiled friendly and took me out of the office.