Two servants, a man and a woman, came into the room with gruel and chicken soup.
Matilda sat up with difficulty. She turned her head to look at Samuel who refused to get in. Now, she felt extremely calm.
"You don't need to do it. I will eat it myself." She said. Then she reached out to take what the servant was holding.
But the two servants took a step back, avoiding Matilda's hand.
Samuel's cold voice sounded again, "You want to eat it by yourself? It's too late! Pour it in!"
The male servant immediately stepped forward and rudely pinched Matilda's chin. The other servant poured hot porridge into Matilda's mouth.
The porridge was so hot that it hurt Matilda’s tip of the tongue.
Matilda struggled to push the two servants away, spit out the hot gruel in her mouth, and turned to stare at Samuel.
"Samuel, I said I can eat it myself! If you force me, I will burn your villa!"
Laney on the sid

The anger of being betrayed burned Samuel up.
He grabbed Matilda's neck. His eyes were full of cruel, as if he was about to choke the pale and haggard woman to death.
"You and Aaron have a child!" He said angrily.
Matilda pursed her lips. She looked at Samuel calmly, and lied, "Yes, I have a child with him! I was pregnant with his child before I went abroad!"
Samuel was stunned for a moment. Then his fingers tightened suddenly.
"No wonder you were so eager to leave!"
Even if he was kidnapped and was dying...
Because she was afraid that he knew that she got pregnant!
She had betrayed him long ago!
Those so-called promises, so-called marrying him, were all lies!
This slut! From the very beginning, she had been playing with his feelings!
"Matilda, I should have killed you long ago!" Samuel said harshly, his fingers tightening.
The intense suffocation made Matilda's face flushed. She was diz

The two bodyguards hit Matilda very skillfully. It could make Matilda feel hurt, but she could still walk normally.
Finally, Laney ordered the two bodyguards to lift Matilda up and then took her into the car.
Matilda was tortured for two consecutive days. Besides, she did not have breakfast this morning. She was very weak now. Feeling dizzy, she felt that she would pass out almost at any time.
But in the car, Laney still pinched Matilda's thigh with her nails.
Whenever Matilda wanted to resist, the bodyguards would grab Matilda's hand and stop her from moving, so that Laney could torture her more unscrupulously.
When they reached the gate of the Wilson's Mansion, Matilda almost couldn’t get off the car by herself.
Laney sat in the car and asked the butler who was waiting outside, "Is Samuel at home?"
The steward replied respectfully, "Mr. Samuel went to the company this morning, but he hasn't come back yet."
Laney nodded, and then ordered the two bodyguards, "Matilda can't walk. You two drag her in."
"Yes."
The two bodyguards immediately lifted Matilda up and dragged her into the living room. Then they throw her on the floor with a bang sound.
Laney didn't care about Matilda. She took the tea from the servant, and then started calling in front of Matilda.
"Samuel, I have brought my sister back. I let the chef prepare a lot of dishes to welcome sister. Do you come back for lunch at noon?"
Matilda looked down and listened, expressionless.
"Don't need to prepare for a banquet for sister? Why..." Laney frowned. Her voice was soft, "It's okay. I don't mind the past. She is my sister after all... You go head your business. I have to hang up."
Matilda sneered. It was a pity that Laney wasn’t an actress.
Laney put down the phone, laughing, "Since Samuel said that I didn't need to prepare the food for you, you don't need to eat at noon today. Lock her in the room. Don't give her any food or water!"
After she finished speaking, the bodyguards immediately dragged Matilda upstairs, threw her into the guest room, and then locked the door.
Matilda closed her eyes. She didn't want to struggle. Besides, she didn't have any strength to struggle anymore. So she just lay down on carpet and fell asleep.
She didn't know how long it passed. She was awakened by hunger and thirsty.
She hadn't drunk any water or eaten any food for twenty-four hours in all.
Her lips were dry and cracked. Matilda felt dizzy with hunger.
Supporting the wall, she stood up. Then she looked around the room. Sure enough, there was even no teapot here.
With a bitter smile, she stumbled to the bathroom and turned on the faucet. She drank a few sips of water, alleviating the thirsty.
Seeing herself in the mirror, who was so pale and almost miserable, Matilda slowly closed her eyes.
She didn't want to die here. She didn't want Laney to know that she was terminally ill. She didn’t want to be laughed at by Laney. She didn’t want Samuel to see her miserable appearance of dying of illness gradually.
She must find a way to leave from here.
The dizziness struck again. In order to save the energy, Matilda lay on the bed and fell asleep again groggy.
When she was half-dreaming and half-awake, she vaguely heard the footsteps and wheelchairs coming from outside the door.
Then it was Laney's worried and sweet voice, "My sister hasn’t eaten anything since she arrived at home. She shut herself in the room, and no one is allowed in."
Laney said with a little grievance, "I wanted to give her a bowl of porridge, but she let me go away... Samuel, sister seems to be very reluctant to live in our home..."
Matilda felt funny when she was listening to Laney's distortion of the facts.
What was even more ridiculous was that Samuel actually believed in her.
The door was violently pushed open by Samuel. The lights spilled in from the corridor. Samuel’s back was face to the light, which made his figure look taller and more terrifying.
He just stood at the door. From a few meters away, he was staring coldly at Matilda who curled up on the bed.
"Since she didn't eat anything, let someone pour it into her mouth!"

Two servants, a man and a woman, came into the room with gruel and chicken soup.
Matilda sat up with difficulty. She turned her head to look at Samuel who refused to get in. Now, she felt extremely calm.
"You don't need to do it. I will eat it myself." She said. Then she reached out to take what the servant was holding.
But the two servants took a step back, avoiding Matilda's hand.
Samuel's cold voice sounded again, "You want to eat it by yourself? It's too late! Pour it in!"
The male servant immediately stepped forward and rudely pinched Matilda's chin. The other servant poured hot porridge into Matilda's mouth.
The porridge was so hot that it hurt Matilda’s tip of the tongue.
Matilda struggled to push the two servants away, spit out the hot gruel in her mouth, and turned to stare at Samuel.
"Samuel, I said I can eat it myself! If you force me, I will burn your villa!"
Laney on the side quickly pretended to be a peacemaker, "Samuel, don't force sister... There are some serva

Chapter 8 Her Daughter