Chapter 54 Abuse
Chapter 54 Abuse
Tia looks at the angel like sister in front of her. Her fear grows deeper. She turns around and walks
slowly toward the fireplace. She tiptoes and her little hand reaches out to the picture hanging on the
fireplace. When she makes eye contact with the picture, her tears drop, and then she walks towards
the basement step by step.
"That's good girl. I will let you know when it is dinner time."
When the servant Fiona comes in, she didn't see Tia, so she asks carefully, "Young lady, where is Miss
Tia?"
"Tia is sleeping in the room. She refused to take medicine just now and I scolded her. I think she is
angry now. Don't bother her now."
Fiona takes a sigh of relief and smiles. "I've never seen you scold at anyone before, young lady. Miss
Tia's temper is also uncertain. You've been suffering for years."
"It doesn't matter," says the woman with a soft smile. "By the way, Fiona, have you booked the air ticket
for me?"
"It's all fixed. Tomorrow afternoon's flight." Fiona nods quickly, "as for Miss Tia’s illness, don't know
when she will get better after seeing so many psychologists for years. I hope you can help her find a
solution when you go to China this time."
"It will be OK. I’ll just go back to work. I’ve missed some of my friends for a long time."
The woman lowers her head and takes a sip of coffee, glances at the domestic entertainment news on
one side of the notebook, "during my absence, please take care of Tia."
No one can see her eyes filled with viciousness and jealousy, at the moment when she bowed her
head.
In the dark basement, a little girl looks like a doll is holding a broken doll in her hand, and she is
shivering in the corner. In front of her, there is a picture of the old man. The black and white picture in
the dim yellow light gets more and more creepy. The arc around the corner of old man’s mouth is like a
curse. The fear makes the little girl cry loudly.
She buries her head between her knees and holds her arms, after crying a bit, and a sound of opening
and closing the door suddenly occurs. The slippers wipe off the ground, leaving behind a series of
deadly steps.
"Tia, be obedient."
"No... No, Tia is obedient, Tia listens... "
"How can a good child cry?"
"hmmm Tia is not crying Tia is not... " As she cries, she shrinks into the corner. The floor is clean and
almost spotless but the woman seems to dislike this place, and she looks disgusted holding a corner of
her skirt.
She takes out the needle from the closet next to her and approaches the little girl step by step. "Come
on, Tia is ill. Sister wants to help Tia fix it."
"Don't… sister… Tia… Tia is afraid of pain. "
"It is not painful. Tia will get better only with acupuncture."
The woman seems to lose her patience at last. She grabs the brown curled horse tail and drags her to
the ground. The needle in her hand is pierced into the girl's back fiercely. The whole basement echoes
the girl's frightened crying, which sounds heartbreaking.
Don’t know how long has it been, the woman seems to have had enough fun. She gets up and claps
her hands and cleans off the almost nonexistent dust. "OK, Tia, now you can sleep in peace and go
back to the room with me." Property © of NôvelDrama.Org.
The girl in the corner keeps twitching, the saliva and snot from crying stuck together, the beautiful dress
on her becomes dirty, and her eyes are empty, like a marionette, without any trace of struggle, only
shrinks when her sister's hand approaches, but without she didn’t escape.
"That's a good girl."
When the woman holds Tia in her arms and goes back room, Fiona comes in with dinner and sighs
helplessly when she sees young lady is changing clothes for Tia.
"Is Miss Tia ill again?"
"I think so, I don't think she'll be able to eat. Cook some porridge so that she can eat it when she wakes
up." The woman's eyes are full of pity, as if the person who just abused in the basement was not her.
Fiona nods. "Well, you don't have to worry about it. I'll take care of it. You go dinner first."
"ok,"
When the woman gets up and leaves, Fiona changes Tia's dirty skirt and frowns. "Miss Tia, you should
be thankful to your sister’s patience. No one else will be able to tolerate it"
"Ah?" Before she finishes speaking, Fiona's palm suddenly feels a tingling sensation. She exclaims
and spreads out her palm. There is nothing there. Then she looks at Tia's smooth back, it seems
something is shining.
She is stupefied and looks at it carefully. A silver needle is not yet in-depth leaning on the delicate skin
and is teetering.
She frowns suddenly and her heart sinks.
How can there be a needle?
"Fiona, I can't find blueberry sauce. Come and help me." A woman's voice comes from the door.
"I’m coming..." Fiona answers quickly, presses down her guess, holds the silver needle in her hand,
covers Tia with a quilt, and walks out quietly.
Flower villa.
A ray of sunshine reflects in the warm bedroom. The woman in the bed unconsciously blocks her eyes,
mumbles, turns over and changes to a comfortable position in a someone’s warm embrace.
Luke’s brow suddenly wrinkled, and there is a trace of complexity in his eyes.
Jenny feels something against her abdomen in her sleep, and she is in a panic, so she reaches out and
pushes it.
This push turning on the man holding her, suddenly he holds the restless hand.
"ehhh…” The little woman struggles impatiently and she unconsciously touches something hard. She
suddenly opens up her eyes in shock by the burning feeling.
In the middle of the bed, over the head, they make a eye contact.
Jenny stares at him suddenly, and the burning temperature in the palm of her hand quickly spreads all
over her body. She exclaims and quickly withdraws her hand out of it, "ah..."
In the early morning, she wakes up, what was just in her hand?
Like a frightened rabbit, she jumps to the ground in a flash from the quilt. The raised quilt randomly
places on Luke’s waist, his secret area appears in front of her.
It's a coincidence that a ray of sunshine outside the window just shines on the tall and upright column.
Jenny is speechless and raises her arm to cover her eyes. She keeps murmuring to herself, don't know
whether it is to comfort herself or not,
"I did not see anything, not at all."
"Sooner or later you will see it."
Jenny turns around and pretends that she didn't hear anything. She says, "pervert."
Luke, in a deep look, says seriously, "this is a normal physiological reaction of men in the morning. If
not, you should worry about whether your married life is really normal."
After saying this, there was a noise behind her, a sound of sliding doors in the bathroom. Jenny turns
around until she hears the sound of water running.
When thinking of the scene, the back of the ear is burning.
What a shame.
She's only twenty-one. She's really at a loss to see this kind of thing.