After Divorce I Became A Zillionaire

KeishaOriginal content from NôvelDrama.Org.

I watched myself as I tumbled down the hill, with my back hitting so many hard objects, I could see myself about to fall into a deeper part of the hill when suddenly I saw a shrub and held onto it, with the little strength in me I managed to find a level o place, I crawl to the leveled part of the hill and slowly laid down. Right now my breathing is so faint, I tried my hardest to stay awake but I couldn’t, I could only do my best by staying awake till now, I’ve lost so much blood and dizziness was at the door knocking, the more I fight it the stronger it gets,

I looked around this whole place and nobody was walking around this place, I still remember that I promised myself that I’m not going to die till I sent that heartless slave master to hell, I was slowly crawling into darkness with nobody around to help me,

But I was a fighter even till my very last breath I fought to stay alive, I was fighting to keep my eyes open slowly hoping that someone would pass by and have pity on a sinner like me, I was about to pass out completely when I saw a blurred vision of someone, who picked me up in his arms and that was the last thing I remembered before I passed out in his arms.

I forced my eyes to open at first everything was blurry but seconds later everything began to clear in my eyes, I can clearly see that I was in the most beautiful mansion I have ever seen in my entire life, I tried standing up from the bed and that’s when the pain in my back held me back but the dangling of chains are me looked down and that’s when I realized that both of my hands was chained to the bed,

Reality hit me immediately, as I tried to remember the last thing that happened to me before I passed out, I ransacked my brain searching for answers but the only thing I can remember is that I was almost at the edge of passing out when I saw blurred images of someone who picked me up in his arms, I don’t even know if the person is male or female, I don’t even know what the person looks like,

Given the appearance of this room even though I haven’t seen what this whole mansion looks like by staring and gazing at this room, I can tell that the person keeping me hostage is crazily rich

Wait, could it be one of the slave masters?

But no those old monkeys don’t have enough fashion sense to own a mansion like this, given the interior designs and cleanliness of this mansion whoever saved my life must be a godlike person, but then I can smell the person’s hatred for me with the way I was being chained down, I can tell that this person do not ever want me to be free,

Who is this unknown person, and why did the person save my life just to punish me even more, it’s like this person does not want me dead, the person wants me to stay alive and be suffering, I know that I have trouble a lot of people in life, and all of them would probably leave me to die so who is this person that saved my life just to see me in pain,

I was still in thought when an old lady dressed like a maid walked in,

“You’re awake,” She said with no expression on her face

“Please where am I, I need your help how did I end up in a place like this please you have to help me”

“It’s time to take your drugs,” She said and ignored my question, she brought out an injection and my eyes widened in fear immediately,

“Please don’t give me that shot please, please, please…..!” I yelled and wished I could run away but the lady ignored me and acted like she didn’t hear what I was saying, she gave me the shot on my arm, and dang! It stung like hell that I felt like crying, all my life I’ve always hated injections, and here is this lady dressed like a maid with no smoke on her face,

After giving me the injection the old lady left without saying a word to me and this left me asking a lot of questions, how can a maid know how to give an injection? Who is that lady? Is she really a maid, no….. she’s not, it dawned on me that she’s a doctor disguised as a maid, and she would certainly know the person who saved my life,

The door clicked open for the second time and this time it was an older lady, this one right here was older than the First Lady that came,

“Time to have breakfast, my child,” She said with a motherly tone and I was touched immediately, seeing someone being nice to you in a place where you don’t even know is surely relieving

“Ma please where am I?” I asked hoping she would say something good

“I suggest you don’t ask about that dear, focuses on getting better” She smile and scoop a spoonful of rice and brought it close to my mouth, I slowly open my mouth and take in the whole content, I was so fucking hungry.