RUMMAGE

The Scars She Hid From The World

REGINA MCBRIDE

The heavy iron gates of the Wilderness Correction Camp groaned as they released me after three years of state-sponsored hell. I stood on the dirt road, clutching a plastic bag that held my entire life, waiting for the family that claimed they sent me there for "rehab." My brother, Brady, picked me up in a luxury SUV only to throw me out onto a deserted highway in the middle of a brewing storm. He told me I was a "public relations nightmare" and that the rain might finally wash the "stink" of the camp off me. He drove away, leaving me to limp miles through the mud on a snapped ankle. When I finally dragged myself to our family estate, my mother didn't offer a hug; she gasped in horror because my muddy clothes were ruining her Italian marble. They didn't give me my old room back. Instead, they banished me to a moldy gardener’s shack and hired a "babysitter" to make sure I didn't embarrass them further. My sister, Kaleigh, stood there in white cashmere, pretending to cry while clinging to her fiancé, Ambrose—the man who had once been mine. They all treated me like a volatile junkie, refusing to acknowledge that Kaleigh was the one who planted the drugs in my bag three years ago. They wanted to believe I was broken so they wouldn't have to feel guilty about the "wellness retreat" that was actually a torture chamber. I sat in the dark of that shed, feeling the cooling gel on the cigarette burns that covered my arms, and realized they had made a fatal mistake. They thought they had erased me, but I had returned with a roadmap of scars and a hidden satellite phone. At dinner, I didn't beg for their love. I simply rolled up my sleeves and showed them the price of their silence. As the wine spilled and the lies crumbled, I sent a single text to the only person I trusted: "I'm in. Let them simmer." The hunt was finally on.

Modern Revenge Scheming

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"Ah... You are so bad..."

The woman's voice quivered as Terence Qi caressed her.

Terence Qi let his cold fingers glide across the woman's skin, sending shudders up and down her spine. He leaned towards her ear, and whispered, "I thought you were enjoying it..."

"Terence, can't you be a little gentler?"

"You want me to be gentler?" He pulled away and looked at the woman with his charming eyes, an evil smirk plastered on his lips.

The way he looked at her made the woman panic, her heart fluttering in her chest.

In such an intimate moment, he spoke in a calm and serious tone. This made the woman suddenly feel that they were supposed to be working!

At this moment, someone knocked on the door.

Knock, knock, knock——

The person knocked on the door with quick, short raps.

"Terence... Somebody's at the door," the woman complained.

Terence Qi said nothing as he stared icily at the door, his deep eyes like cold daggers.

Knock, knock, knock——

Whoever was knocking was very persistent. The knocks were getting louder and faster by the second.

"Terence.. The door...." the woman repeated.

The man didn't say anything. He sped up so that she could not say a word.

His gaze swept through the door, his eyes brimming with coldness.

'Damn it! That woman again!' he sneered to himself.

It was Hester Tong knocking on the other side of the door.

After a few minutes, it seemed that she knew Terence wasn't planning on opening the door. With a sigh, she pulled out the spare key she had in her pocket and let herself inside.

As soon as she opened the door, the sight of two naked bodies came into her view. Stunned, her face burned fiercely. Hester Tong looked away in panic and didn't know what to do.

'They... What are they doing? Why are they naked like that?'

"Terence, your maid is so impolite. Why would she just barge in like that?"

With an ice cold expression on his face, he turned his head and saw Hester in a maid outfit, standing at the door with a bowl of soup in her hand.

Terence looked at Hester with a terrifying coldness. However, when he saw how red Hester's face was, he could not help but smile with amusement.

It was ridiculous for him seeing Hester in such a shy and ignorant demeanor.

With a sigh, he put on a bathrobe and slowly got out of bed. Terence then casually walked towards Hester. The closer he got to her, the more pressure he radiated. Even though she felt like she was a measly speck of dust in front of him, Hester felt like she had nowhere to hide.

She looked up at him in panic.

He had a charming face with finely chiseled features, like an exquisite Greek God. Terence's handsome eyebrows furrowed slightly as he approached. His long, good-looking and attractive eyes were slightly squinted, and the thick and long lashes cast shadows on his eyes, making him look more mysterious and dangerous.

Hester's heart was beating wildly in her chest at this point. There was no doubt that she was deeply attracted by Terence's charming face. Her eyes went down to his thin, slick lips. Underneath the evening glow coming from outside the window, his lips made him look colder and apathetic.

Step by step, Terence got closer... And closer... He was now right in front of Hester, just mere inches away from her. Hester could feel his hot breath on her face, making her blush even deeper.

Her eyes were now getting watery from all the heat she was feeling in her body.

"Ter... Terence... " she stammered.

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