Jack rushed towards the cellar. I swallowed a mouthful of saliva, my thinking was clear, did not rush to the cellar, but wanted to run out to find help.
But Jack who had run for a few steps suddenly realized what it would mean to him if I left. He stopped his steps to the cellar. His foot was a little limp, but he was quick in action at the moment.
Because the path to the front yard is narrow, before I could run out, I suddenly felt the scalp at the back of my head. My hair was grabbed from behind and pulled back with brute force.
"Help..."
Before I could shout for help, Jack covered my mouth with the other hand and dragged me towards the cellar.
I was not as strong as a farmer. I was like a lamb to be slaughtered. When I was pulled to the cellar, Jack carried me on his shoulder, put down the ladder and went into the cellar.
I cried for help again with his hands not covering my mouth.
"Fuck! Shut up!"
Jack cursed, gnashing his teeth. But there was still the last hope that I could shout for help, hoping to be heard.
When the ladder was halfway out and Jack saw me shouting again, he immediately threw me down from his shoulder.
I was thrown down from more than one meter high and heavily fell on the ground. I was dumbstruck and there were several seconds of darkness before my eyes, let alone shouting.
Jack swiftly tore a tape and stuck it on my mouth, then tied my hands and feet up with a coarse hemp rope.
I shook my head in protest, but Jack tied the rope more tightly.
"Don't blame me. You asked for it. It's you!"
"Why do you want to hurt others again? Let us go, you beast! Let us go now! "
A strange woman's voice sounded. Then I began to look for the figure of the voice in this dark cellar.
In the sunlight coming from the cellar, I finally could see the woman clearly.
The woman was covered all over with cotton clothes and trousers, but they were worn badly. Her dirty clothes were all covered with dust, and her hair was also in a mess. At first glance, she looked like a lunatic.
Her hands and feet were also tied, and a worn tape was hanging to one side of her face.
Jack raised his hand and gave the woman a slap and said, "if you didn't shout, I wouldn't have arrested the burden."
Jack tore off the tape from the woman's face and turned back to find a tape.
"I just want to live a good life with you. Why do you ignore my words? You don't have to do manual work from now on. You just need to give birth to my child. Why do you have to set yourself against me?"
"No, I don't want to do that. Please let me go, please, and let her go, please!"
Jack put the tape on the woman's mouth without hesitation. "The filming crew will leave the day after tomorrow. At that time, I'll let you out and you don't have to stay here anymore. Don't go anywhere. I paid for you. You're my wife."
Then he pulled us up and threw us on the bed that was made with plank.
The plank was 20 centimeters away from the ground, and there was a pair of broken quilts on it. When touching it, you could clearly feel that the quilt was wet.
I wanted to persuade Jack to let me go, but I was still unable to make a sound.
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