My Ex-Husband Always Knew That I Had Cheated on Him

Chapter 378: Chapter 372: The Rich Play Even Harder (2)

"Since Mom died, I’ve also undergone significant changes. Initially, I just locked myself in my room, didn’t want to talk to Dad, didn’t want to go out, didn’t want to interact with anyone."

"Then I started having dreams, almost every night I would dream about Mom’s death. So I started to try to please Dad, fearing that I might die too. I became extremely, extremely obedient."

"But every night, Mom’s matter haunted me in my dreams. This went on for many years, until my 18th birthday, that night I got drunk. My uncle entered my room."

"The same uncle who is now the major shareholder of Ansun Hospital. After Mom passed, my uncle treated me extremely well. He would buy me food, buy me drinks. Everything I wore from childhood to adulthood was bought by my uncle."

"At one point, I thought my uncle was my closest relative, closer than Dad, the person who treated me best in this world aside from Mom. But I never expected he would be so twisted, that he liked to influence me little by little from a young age until he molded me into what he wanted."

"Because I was used to my uncle’s touch from a young age, even into my teenage years, he would bathe me. On that night I got drunk, my uncle came to bathe me again."

"But this time, the bathing was completely different, it was so painful it was unbearable. Yet my uncle whispered in my ear time after time, saying he would take care of me for a lifetime and not leave me like Dad did or like Mom."

"I don’t know if it was the doubling of fatherly and motherly love or what? From that day on I was with my uncle. I even once thought this kind of relationship was normal."

"My uncle picked me up from school every day, almost isolating me from everyone. I had no idea what the outside world was like. Until one day, it rained heavily, and I didn’t make it home on time. I met that boy."

"He was a boy I had liked since childhood, and he finally let me experience the beautiful feeling, the beautiful love between peers. So from that time I started to resist my uncle."

"But I couldn’t resist at all, and my uncle kept threatening me. He said if I resisted, he’d tell Dad it was me who seduced him. I had no choice but to endure my uncle’s violation again and again."

"I always believed my uncle treated me very, very well, thinking he was the closest relative I had in this world. But I completely forgot that since the beginning, he and I had no blood relation. But I was too young to realize."

"By the time I truly realized it was too late, so this relationship continued. However, maybe it’s from that boy I liked, the one who let me experience the beauty of feelings between peers for the first time, that something started."

"So I started chatting endlessly with those boys on my phone. Eventually, I really fell in love. But inside me, there were always two voices. One told me I belonged to my uncle, and the other said I should have my own beautiful world."

"In the end, I became what I am now, entangled with other men while maintaining such a relationship with my uncle. Even now, Lucas, my uncle will never let me go, but I know you love me so much, you won’t despise me, right?"

"Moreover, I don’t know why, but there’s such a deep, deep longing inside of me. It seems I can’t live without any one of you. Lucas, I’m sick, aren’t I? I need you to cure me, right?"

"Starting today, come treat me, will you? Come find me every day, won’t you? Use all your means to torment me, won’t you? This way, maybe I can break free from my uncle’s bond."

"Lucas, look at me, I’m such a lowly woman, I’m such a shameless woman, don’t you like it? There can’t be anyone more shameless than me in this world, I’m willing to serve you all my life..."

When Lucas Hughes finished hearing everything Lydia Brooks said, he felt like his roof had collapsed, frozen there.

Allowing Lydia Brooks to crawl over and entwine herself around him.

Indeed, the world of the rich, besides being more playful, is even more playful.

At this moment, Lucas Hughes really hated himself for being born into such poor circumstances.

Why were his parents both farmers?

Why was he born in a poor mountain village?

If he had been born into a rich family like Lydia Brooks, enjoying a life of privilege from childhood.

Then he wouldn’t have needed to find a few hoodlums to rescue Chloe Simpson, injuring his own body and suffering for so many years.

Clearly, there’s meat right in front of him, but he can only look, not eat.

And as for Alexander Johnson?

Just like that, he can send his own wife to his bed.

The more Lucas Hughes thought about it, the more he hated it.

He hated the rich in this world, hated all the unfairness in this world.

If a poor person wants more women, it’s wishful thinking, while the rich can casually play around and call it just entertainment.

It has always been this way since ancient times.

So he wants to become a rich person.

He wants to control his own world, to play however he wishes.

At this time, the only regret Lucas Hughes had was that he was too focused on listening and didn’t manage to record what Lydia Brooks said.

But it doesn’t matter, there will be plenty of opportunities in the future.

This woman is so shameless, she will surely speak out again in the future.

Then, he can not only use the recordings and videos to threaten Lydia Brooks but also threaten her uncle, the major shareholder in the hospital.

This way, won’t his promotion be just around the corner?

The more Lucas Hughes thought about it, the happier and more excited he became.

"Mm! Lucas, I’ve already told you everything, now let’s begin, okay? I really can’t take it anymore, if you don’t come, I’ll really die, boohoo!"

Lydia Brooks’s pleading came again, she felt so unbearable she cried out.

It was only then that Lucas Hughes came back to his senses, looking at Lydia Brooks, almost driven mad with distress.

The only thought left in his mind was that tonight he must thoroughly enjoy this woman!

No, not just tonight.

From today on, anytime he wants, he can play!

Otherwise, he might never encounter such a shameless woman again in his life!

And at this moment, Lydia Brooks, like a dog, stuck her tongue out, begging.

"Master, please, give me!"

"You wretched slut! I’ll make you pay!"