Chapter 582 One Night In The Alley (Part One)
Chapter 582 One Night In The Alley (Part One)
"Was there ever a time when you hated me?"
Terence asked in a hoarse voice.
Whenever the thought of not being able to see her ever again crossed his mind, the pain from the
unbearable heartache almost overwhelmed and choked him.
Shooting him a glance, Carla gritted her teeth and told him the truth, "Of course, there was. Especially
when I was in labor, I've probably cursed you about a hundred times, maybe even more. That time I
thought that if I ever got to see your face again someday, I would definitely..."
—
Saying that, Carla reached out her hand, acting as though she was about to twist his arm. That being
said, she ended up not doing it when her eyes met his sincere gaze.
"But that's all in the past, and I've learned to live with it now."
Carla's heart felt more at ease as she leaned into his shoulder. "To be honest, when I look back on
what happened, I think it was all worth it in the end."
She had never been the type of woman who'd complain a lot.
It was she who made that choice herself at that time. Since there was no way to change the past
anymore, she couldn't put the blame on anybody else.
It wouldn't make a difference even if she despised Terence for that.
"Why do you think that?" Terence asked. With his dark eyes fixated on her, Terence couldn't help but
feel impressed by how positive she was being toward life. From the way she looked right now, it
seemed as though she could always get back on her feet no matter what was thrown at her.
"Four years of my life in exchange for all of this. I've been blessed with such a lovely daughter. I think of
it as a deal I've made with God, so it was all totally worth it," Carla told him.
Carla always believed that living life would be much easier once you learned to perceive things
differently.
Hearing her response, Terence wrapped his arms around her and gave her a comforting embrace
before planting a kiss on her forehead. "Babe, I'm really glad that you were able to make it back home.
I can't thank you enough for not giving up on me, on us, and for bringing back our daughter with you."
—
In spite of everything that happened in the past couple of years, she was now back in his loving arms,
safe and sound.
He no longer cared whether it was accident or not, all he knew was that he could never let that happen
ever again.
—
Even if it were God himself who was trying to separate them, he would be more than willing to put his
life on the line to go against it.
"Well, honey, all of that is already in the past now, so we should just move on." From this day forward,
I'll always be by your side forever. We'll raise our daughter well and watch her grow up into a fine lady,
and we'll spend every day of our lives together.
Wrapping her arms around his neck, Carla told him that with a smile on her face.
"Yes, there will only be good times filled with happiness from now on," Terence exclaimed.
After that, he lifted her chin a little and kissed her pink lips, letting out quite a soft chuckle. "Babe, I
think that's enough talk about the future. How about we focus on what we are going to do tonight?"
As she peered into his affectionate eyes, Carla could plainly see that he was thinking about fooling
around.
Because of that, she snickered a bit and quickly got on top of him.
—
Tonight, there were some people who felt contented and grateful for what they had, there were some
who couldn't get a wink of sleep at all, while there were a few who were crying desperately.
—
—
The alley was dark and empty in the dead of night.
This desolate area was scheduled for demolition, making it feel so devoid of life.
Even though it was already the wee hours of the morning, the sound of the anguished cries of a woman
seemed to be coming from the alley.
Unfortunately for that woman, no one was around to hear her.
It had already been about two hours that had passed, which might have probably felt like the longest
two hours ever for this woman.
—
Four or five men walked out of the alley one at a time. And every single one of them were adjusting
their trousers when they came out.
"Damn, this bitch is quite good at it! Don't you think so?"
"You tell me. From what I heard, she seemed to be a mistress of some rich guy, wouldn't you say that
we've actually done a good deed?"
"I couldn't care less whether it's a good deed or not for as long as I get paid!"
"Alright, that should be enough. We should get out of here quickly. After we get our money, we have to
keep a low profile for a while."
With the sound of the engine starting, the voices of the group of men disappeared completely.
The woman lying helplessly on the ground was trying to catch her breath in the deserted alley.
She had just been raped and there were countless bruises all over her body. Those bastards didn't
show so much as an ounce of mercy, for they didn't even view her as an actual human being.
In that moment, she was so desperate to call for someone's help, only to find out that they had taken
her phone with them as well.
As she struggled to move around for a while, she finally managed to pick herself up from the ground,
covering herself up with tattered clothes. She kept staggering for God knows how long until she came
across a public phone booth.
As for the city itself, there wouldn't be any phone booths in there anymore. It was quite fortunate that
there was still one left in this desolate area.
With her hands still shivering from the trauma, the woman looked so distraught as she dialed a number.
—
At that moment, Rhys who had just fallen asleep was lying in bed right next to Eunice.
Eunice seemed to be a bit different today. All day, she did nothing but keep pestering him, acting like a
sweet and considerate wife. Seeing her behaving like that, Rhys thought that it might be a good idea to
spend the night at home.
Be that as it might, Rhys's phone rang all of a sudden.
When he saw that it was Olivia who was calling him, Rhys couldn't help but frown. Why was this
woman calling him in the dead of the night? Didn't she realize that right now was a bad This is from NôvelDrama.Org.
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