Chapter 303 - Chapter 303: Domestic Abuse
Chapter 303: Domestic Abuse
Translator: Henyee Translations Editor: Henyee Translations
“No, it’s not necessary,” the woman once again refused, and then, as if fearing something, as soon as Mei Shu had completely left the stairwell, she rushed to press the elevator button to return to her own floor.
“Why did it take you so long?” When the woman entered the apartment, she saw her husband wearing a dark, expressionless face, staring at her.
The woman’s heart skipped a beat, and she quickly tried to explain, “I, I just went downstairs to take out the trash and came back. I didn’t talk to anyone! Our temporary apartment is on the eleventh floor, so it takes longer to get back compared to when we lived on the second floor!”
“You’re even learning to make excuses now!” The man grabbed the woman’s hair and slammed her head against the door with a loud thud. Then, he dragged her down to the ground. “I saw it clearly from upstairs. You dared to take off your sunglasses in front of others. What are you pretending to be pitiful for, you slut?”
“Please, don’t hit me, honey, don’t!” The woman begged, hugging her head, but the man’s fists rained down on her like a relentless storm.
“Do you forget my rules? If you dare to intentionally expose your injuries to others again, I’ll strangle you, to spare you from embarrassing me outside, you useless b*tch. Bah! You’re really a disgrace!”
The man grumbled as he picked up a beer bottle and drank the remaining contents before smashing it against the woman.
The bottle shattered, and the woman let out a painful scream.
“Knock, knock, knock.”
At that moment, someone knocked on the door from outside.
The woman, lying on the ground with disheveled hair, tensed up. She suddenly remembered what the kind girl had said about bringing her medicine. She hurriedly got up and staggered to the door.
She staggered to the door and wiped the blood on her face before hesitantly reaching out to open the door. “Who is it?”
“Sister, it’s me!” Mei Shu’s sweet voice came from outside the door.
The man became instantly alert, walked to the door with the bottle hidden behind his back, and asked, “When did you get a sister?”
“She’s not my sister!” The woman hurriedly denied. “She’s a girl from downstairs, and her parents are at home.”
Only then did the man hide the bottle behind him and gestured for her to open the door. “If you try anything funny, 1’11 kill you right away.”
The woman shrank in fear, then hesitantly reached out to turn the doorknob and revealed the smiling face of the sweet girl waiting outside.
“Why are you here? 1 told you not to come anymore.”
The innocent girl handed over a bag of various ointments. “Sister, don’t be so polite. My mom always tells me to help others, and this is just a small favor.”
Then, as if she had just noticed the man inside, she exclaimed in surprise, covering her mouth. “Oh, there’s someone else at home. Sister, I’ll be on my way. Please be careful, and make sure you don’t fall and get hurt like this again!”
“I see. Thank you.” After seeing the kind-hearted girl off, the woman was finally relieved.
As soon as the girl had left, she turned around and locked eyes with the man, who was glaring at her grimly. Her heart jumped, and she quickly said, “1,1 really didn’t tell her anything! You heard what I said, I fell and got hurt like this.”
The man shot her a cold look, then snorted and went back into the room to sleep.
The woman had narrowly escaped another round of abuse. Her fingers clenched the bag in her palm, and her heart was still pounding.
The girl had been clever.
When her sunglasses were knocked off, she had been so flustered that she didn’t have time to hide her facial injuries.
Yet, in an instant, the girl had come up with an excuse for her. Without those words, she might have continued to be subjected to the man’s brutality.
But she didn’t know whom to blame for all of this.
She silently cleaned up the glass shards on the floor and then went to the window. In the bright sunlight, she began applying the ointment to her wounds.
The next day, the woman saw the same girl from yesterday downstairs.
Today, her husband wasn’t at home, so she felt a bit more at ease, and her body wasn’t as tense.
“Thank you so much for yesterday, but you really shouldn’t come to our place again.”
“Sister, even though I don’t know what happened, I feel like you might need my help,” the girl assured her with her hand on her chest.
The woman liked her cute demeanor, and it made her nostalgic for the time before she got married. She said, “I don’t need any help, but what about you? Isn’t it time for you to be in school? Why are you reading alone here?”
The girl tilted her head with a hint of regret on her face. “I’m not feeling well, so 1 took an early leave from school. My mom told me to come out and get some sun.”
“I see. Poor child.” The woman couldn’t help but feel sorry for her.
The girl was very friendly. “Sister, even though I’m not a child, you can call me Shu’er if you like..”