Love Until Death Do Us Part ( Athena Dempsey ) Chapter 1
Chapter 1 “Newman, you gotta fulfill your duty as Yvonne’s husband!” Cornelia had the door locked from the outside, with a dozen of servants holding it shut. Newman was sweating buckets, pounding on the door fiercely with his fists.. “Newman, I’m all cleaned up.” Yvonne, wrapped in a towel, walked out of the bathroom. Newman turned to see her round face covered in horrifying purple scars. The man’s handsome face was twisted with resentment. Yvonne was a name Newman gave her. She was ugly and dim–witted, couldn’t remember her own name, and after Granny Comelia took her in, some bigwig said she was astrologically compatible with Newman, The old lady didn’t waste a second and decided to marry her off to Newman for good luck. At that time, Newman was knocking on death’s door, but lo and behold, he actually woke up when Yvonne was sent to the bridal chamber! Over the past three months, Newman’s health had improved, but they still hadn’t consummated the marriage. Looking at Yvonne’s face, Newman found it hard to make a move. Cornelia had fed him some nourishment to strengthen his energy, and now, burning up, this was it – Yvonne was finally going to get her wish and become his woman! “Turn off the lights, get in bed, and face away from me.” “Okay.” Loft the Yvonne obediently turned off the lights and fumbled her way towards him, her bath scent filling the air as she approached. Newman tossed her onto the bed, without a shred of tenderness. Now she had what she wanted. The master bedroom was suffocatingly dark, and Yvonne’s pained whimpers could be heard. The man on top of her immediately covered her mouth, “Shut it! Do you want to turn me off?r Yvonne was icy cold and shaking violently. Afterwards, the man had no intention of sticking around. He went into the bathroom, and only when he came out did he turn on the light. Yvonne got dressed and got off the bed, Newman didn’t like having her in the master bedroom. Her legs trembled as she forced herself to leave. Suddenly Yvonne’s legs gave out, and she collapsed to the floor. “Your legs are broken?” The man didn’t bother to help her up. He walked past Yvonne and pulled out a stack of papers from the nightstand drawer. “Come here and sign this.” “Newman, my stomach really hurts.” Was it food poisoning? Her stomach felt sour and bl…
