Marriage With A Evil Heart

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He called my name while checking my condition, and I heard Sherry rushing into the room.

The overwhelming sadness made my brain feel a bit deprived of oxygen. Although it was a feigned coma, my weakened body had been pushed to the extreme. Closing my eyes, I really wanted to sleep.

“What’s wrong with her? Why is she screaming in the middle of the night?” Sherry’s words were cut off by a crisp slap, pulling me back from the chaos, and I almost opened my eyes.

I suddenly felt secretly pleased as I squinted my eyes. Sherry held her face, looking terrified at Robert.

“Do you still have the face to ask? It’s all your damn good deeds.” Robert lowered his voice, roaring angrily. His voice was chilling and terrifying, and I saw him step menacingly closer to Sherry. “Who told you to do this?”

“I did….” Sherry stepped back, looking terrified at the menacing Robert.

I had never seen Robert like this. At this moment, he seemed like a demon emerging from hell, with a fierce and sinister gaze, his eyes bloodshot.

I thought he was angry because Sherry had harmed me. I thought he still had a shred of conscience left for me. However, his next words shattered the last trace of hope in my heart.

“A thing that brings more trouble than success!” Robert spat out these words in frustration, glanced at me, and pinched Sherry’s arm before walking out of the room.

I quickly pulled out my phone and accessed the surveillance footage. In the corridor, I saw Robert violently slap Sherry again. The force was so strong that she hit the wall, and she didn’t resist.

Pointing at Sherry, Robert said in a threatening tone, “Listen, if you want to continue staying here as the lady of the house, you better behave. Watching her is your task. If you can’t do that…”

As Robert spoke, he took a step forward, getting closer to Sherry, scrutinizing her face. He added coldly, “I don’t mind finding someone else. Don’t think you have the right to threaten me!”

Sherry stared back at Robert, the two locking eyes like fighting roosters. After a few seconds, Sherry gave in, lowering her head. “I… I see.”

Robert seemed to release a breath, disdainfully spat on the floor, completely shattering the image I had of him.

In my eyes, in my memories, he had always been gentle, refined, and handsomely aloof. However, the person in front of me now was entirely different from the Robert I knew.

“Go, tidy up, clean her up. If she wakes up and asks, nothing happened, understand?” Robert finished speaking, glaring at Sherry. He waited until she nodded in understanding before striding into the study.

Sherry stood there, seemingly in a daze for a while. Only after regaining her composure did she walk towards my room. I quickly stashed the phone, pressing it against my body.

As Sherry entered, she stood by the bed, staring at me for a long time. Only then did I hear her turn and head to the bathroom, followed by the sound of running water.

I silently breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that Robert was truly unaware of Sherry’s despicable behavior. However, his actions just now weren’t driven by compassion for me; instead, Sherry had disrupted his plans.

She used a warm towel to wipe my face forcefully, probably to avoid waking me with cold water. Then, even before she left, the door was forcefully pushed open again. I discreetly peeked, and Robert returned, heading straight for the opposite shelf. After staring at it for a while, he asked Sherry, “What happened here?”

Sherry, with a meek demeanor, responded, “The cat knocked it over!”

Suddenly, it dawned on me. He had just gone back to the study to check the surveillance footage of this room. However, I knew well that this camera had become dysfunctional all due to the ‘drowning’ incident.

Robert reached out his long arm, fumbling on the shelf for a while. He took out the pinhole camera, glanced at it, and put it back. This action reassured me that he hadn’t noticed anything unusual.

The unexpected incident seemed to have settled down like this, but Robert didn’t leave the room again that night. Instead, he lay down beside me.

Normally, a husband lying next to his wife would be the most ordinary thing, but at this moment, it sent shivers down my spine.

The conversation between him and Sherry held too much information. He mentioned Sherry threatening him. So, What exactly does Sherry have that can threaten him? And what plan of his did she disrupt?

Although he lay beside me, and I had no idea what hidden agenda he was harboring.