Chapter 153 - The dark days of captivity

As soon as I looked up, I was greeted by Marlon's even somewhat childish smile, as if a child had done something and wanted to be praised. But, I couldn't say a word. "Rachael, why is your body so cold? It's my fault for making you stand so long!" Marlon hurriedly carried me to bed, covered me with a clean quilt, then took the chains and tried to lock me up again, but opened them halfway: "Rachael, you must be uncomfortable, I'll take you to take a bath!" "No need!" I was naturally very uncomfortable, but I would rather stink like this for the rest of my life than have Marlon give me a bath. Marlon, however, opened the chains and carried me to the bathroom and put me in the bathtub, but even in the bathtub, Marlon still had one of my hands locked. I looked at the cold chain and didn't say anything. The warm water slowly surrounded me, Marlon took a towel to clean me, but as soon as he touched my body, my whole body stiffened like stone, disgusted and repulsed, wanting to escape.