Rejected No More: I Am Way Out Of Your League, Darling!

Chapter 818:

A married status would bind Natalie to Linden forever.

Elyse’s eyes blazed with anger. “Well…”noveldrama

“What?” Nina appeared out of nowhere, her lips curled in a mocking grin. “Are you suggesting that Natalie’s relationship with Linden isn’t genuine? That they have no plans to marry? Mom, I’m quite confused. What’s the purpose behind all this?”

No sooner had she finished speaking than Elyse fixed Nina with an intense glare, her teeth clenched as she hissed a warning. “Nina, have you lost your senses? Utter another word, and you’ll regret it.”

Nina remained composed. “I’ve long been dead.”

Her emotional death had come the day Elyse forced her into Linden’s bed and the public disgrace she endured on her wedding day, kidnapped and displayed throughout the city.

Natalie stumbled out of the hotel after Linden had his way with her. Her eyes were full of shame, telling a story that words could never express.

There was nothing more humiliating than being forced to sleep with someone she found utterly disgusting.

As Natalie stepped out, she caught sight of Elyse. “When is Daniela going to pay you? What else does she want?”

Elyse appeared distressed. “Daniela mentioned you need to marry Linden.”

Natalie’s eyes grew wide in shock. “What? Is she insane? Marrying Linden would destroy my life.”

She had indeed been intimate with Linden, but what of it?

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She could have her hymen repaired and pretend to be a virgin. But to marry? To someone like Linden, who would never easily agree to a divorce?

How would she ever climb the social ranks again?

Natalie clenched her teeth. “I absolutely refuse!”

Linden, who was picking his teeth, stepped out of the hotel and overheard Natalie’s words. He let out a quiet laugh.

He pulled Natalie close and kissed her forcefully. “Still as stubborn as ever, aren’t you? Soon, you’ll come crawling back to me, just like last night.”

As Linden walked away, his words still lingering in the air, a look of success spread across his face.

Natalie turned sharply to Elyse, her tone full of blame. “Mom, you don’t understand how horrible Linden is! He tortured me all night long! He’s even more rotten than Doug.”

As she spoke, Natalie rolled up her sleeve to reveal numerous marks.

Even Elyse, experienced as she was, couldn’t suppress a gasp.

She examined the marks on Natalie’s arm, then stared off into the distance, falling silent for a long while.

Eventually, she spoke. “Natalie, darling, there are only two ways out of this mess.”

Natalie looked at her eagerly. “What are they? Mom, I can’t endure another day without money.”

Linden had even made her pay for the motel, leaving her penniless.

He had brought her to a run-down motel, its walls heavy with the smell of musty cigarette smoke, almost suffocating her.

At that moment, Natalie truly grasped the full extent of the terror that came with poverty.

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