"I don't believe you! You want to kill my baby…" Chloe sobbed, tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were red and filled with helplessness as she continued to struggle.
Joseph had no other choice but to get the house helper to use some rope to restrain her to the bed.
"Release her after three hours," Joseph instructed the helper before he left. Three hours should be enough time for the medicine to be absorbed.
"Yes, sir," the helper replied obediently.
Chloe lost track of how long she had been crying. Her disheveled hair clung to her damp cheeks as she remained bound to the bed, the coarse ropes leaving red marks on her delicate skin. She stared blankly at the ceiling as her heart filled with despair. As time ticked by, the pain she expected did not come.
After three hours, the helper finally came to untie her. “Why do you have to make such trouble? Mr. Joseph is doing this for your own good. Every day, he asks if you have been eating properly. He cares about you. It's a blessing," she said earnestly.
Staring at the helper with her bloodshot eyes, Chloe replied, "He doesn't trust me. He keeps me locked up, hurts me, bullies my friends, and ties me to the bed like I’m an animal. He has taken away all my rights as a human being, and you think this is a blessing?"
"Ahaha… Y-You’re really funny, Ms, Chloe," the housekeeper stammered in response. She was a little afraid of Chloe, so she quickly untied the ropes and left.
Rubbing her wrists, Chloe descended the stairs, making her way to the landline phone on the first floor. The helper immediately tried to stop her. "Ms. Chloe, you aren’t allowed to use that."
"And what if I insist?" Chloe tilted her head, her gaze icy cold.
"Mr. Joseph will surely scold me."
"Then I guess you’re going to get a scolding."
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