After the Miscarriage, I Handed Over a Divorce Agreement

My husband Logan Carter has hated me since childhood.

But he still couldn't escape the fate of being bound to me.

After marriage, he stayed out all night to seek excitement. Everyone in and out of the loop knew his romantic affairs.

I was humiliated all day long, suffering unbearable pain.

But he just smiled and said, "Zella Jones, you didn't back out of the marriage, now you have to endure it!"

Everyone thought that I would never leave him, and so does he.

Until after the miscarriage, I handed him a divorce agreement, and he went crazy!

On Logan's grandmother Kim's 80th birthday, I couldn't find Logan's figure no matter how hard I tried. In the end, a friend pointed me in the right direction and I saw him at the bar.

But I didn't expect to see him in a scene where he was disheveled and entangled with a woman on the sofa.

The woman had red lips, holding a glass of red wine and slowly pouring it into his mouth, surrounded by music and the cheers of his mates.

I stood there, my hands trembling uncontrollably.

Until one of his friends found me and sneered, "Oh, look, Zella is here to play too!"

Upon hearing the voice, Logan pushed the woman aside, and looked up at me.

His usually cold face had a hint of drunken flush.

He raised his hand and the friends around him fell silent.

He looked at me quietly, beckoning me with a casual tone, "Even the mute has learned to follow, huh?"

"I wonder if you're satisfied with my performance?"

The woman who was pushed away seemed to receive some signal and approached again, provocatively looking at me, her red lips moving, "If you're not satisfied, Logan, shall we continue? I'm sure to make Zella satisfied!"

Her openness caused laughter among the people present.

Logan finished his wine in one gulp and pulled me close, kissing me on the lips.

The bitter taste slowly slid into the mouth, exploded in the stomach, and the pain spread from the inside out, gradually blurring my consciousness.

When I woke up in the hospital, it was already evening.

I woke up my sister Chloe and she cried, throwing herself into my arms.

"Zella, I'm not treating the illness anymore. You should divorce Logan!"

"He made you have an allergic reaction to alcohol and sent you to the hospital this time. Next time, he might just take your life."

I shook my head and covered Chloe, who wanted to say something, with my hand. My gaze fell on the man outside the ward.

The man's eyes were mocking, with deep sarcasm, as if saying, "Zella, why are you so despicable? I almost killed you, and you still won't leave me."

I looked away, and the bitterness of alcohol seemed to have not completely faded.

I wondered how I and Logan ended up like this.

Logan and I have known each other since childhood, but he didn't like me.

Even often played some pranks on me.

After losing my voice in an accident, his behavior became even more extreme.

Although there were always people who helped me out.

But it still left a permanent damage in my heart.

I was afraid of him, feared him, and stayed away from him.

But the wheel of fate still pushed me towards him.

My parents disappeared in a car accident, Chloe seriously ill, and the Jones company was also coveted. In the midst of internal and external troubles, it was my mother's best friend, Logan's mother Dora, who found me.

"Zella, you know, only when you are closer to me can I help you."

I figured. This is also the sorrow of our aristocratic families.

We enjoy the shelter of the family, which means we have to pay for the family.

Before getting married, he found me and had a calm conversation with me for the first time.

"Being my wife? It's not that easy."

"I'll give you a chance to break off the engagement."

I shook my head and was defeated by his mocking gaze.

Logan slowly said with a cold voice, "Since you don't want to break off the engagement, then you'll have to endure it in the future!"

"You don't have a chance anymore!"

I knew what it meant to have no chance.

Probably, starting from that day.

I would return to his shadow.

Chloe was taken away by the person brought by Logan.

The empty ward only had the two of us.

He looked down at me from above.

With a handsome face, he had a hint of playfulness.

"Little mute, I suddenly realized that your weak appearance is more attractive than many times before."

My heart tightened, and I hurriedly pressed the emergency button on the bed, but it was too late. My hands were already tightly held and placed above my head.

Logan forcefully took away my breath.

Silent, I was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered, being violated recklessly.

I desperately shook my head, my eyes pleading, hoping he would show me some mercy, but it only intensified his perverted desire.

"Isn't it pitiful? But, isn't this what you deserve?"

"I gave you a chance, but you didn't run, so now you can't escape anyway."

I knew this was something I had to go through.

But every time it's still very difficult to adapt.

As soon as my wrist was freed, I slapped him.

He was angry and wanted to hit me, but he held back.

The ward was opened again, and Dora looked at me and the mess on his body, and guessed what had happened.

She directly called Logan out.

Even through the ward door, I could hear a loud slap.

"Logan, Zella is the daughterinlaw I helped you marry, not a toy."

"If you don't know how to take good care of her, you can divorce her. There's no need for you to humiliate her like this."

He lowered his head, obviously still very unwilling.

Dora wanted to say something, but he just left in anger without looking back.

That night, the news of him fighting with another young heir for a woman called Sophia Haire went viral.

Many opponents of Sophia started to bribe the media to defame them.

Some of them even used Logan and my relationship.

#A certain angelic bitch pretended to be innocent but actually seduced a married man#

But they didn't expect that the fans of Sophia were surprisingly unanimous in their defense.

[The marketing account shouldn't be too outrageous. The fact that the rich heir fought for our Sophia shows that Sophia is very charming.]

[Sophia has always been committed to developing our acting career, but unfortunately, we are too attractive and always attract some others.]

[And Sophia has always been good girls. The reason why we can still be attracted even after getting married is definitely because the wife of that heir. She is not attractive enough.]

Many of them found me by following the clues.

After they found out my photos, they largely criticized my flaws after knowing that I couldn't speak, which unexpectedly angered the onlookers on the Internet.

[I said that the fans of a certain female star should not go too far. We are all raised by our parents. She can't speak, it's not what she wants. Are people like you who mock others with disabilities good people?]

A war of words was about to break out, and I was just about to thank those netizens who spoke up for me when I received a message from Logan.

[Post a tweet saying that you are indeed a mute and really can't compare to Sophia.]

This sentence was nothing but a slap in the face to those who spoke up for me.

I refused, and the next second I couldn't log in to Twitter.

And when I logged in, there was already a new message pinned to the top of Twitter.

[I, a mute, can't compare to Sophia Haire.]

My head exploded, and I could already hear the laughter and curses of those people in my ears.

But I couldn't do anything, after all, I still needed to rely on others to survive.

This can also be considered a kind of sadness.

On his phone, Logan replied with another message: [I didn't ask you, I'm just informing you, you don't have the right to choose, understand?]

This matter escalated and in the afternoon, I was called back to the Carter family by Kim.

A slap landed on my face.

After that, she returned to her original kind appearance.

"Zella, you have brought shame to the Carter family today."

"I have said before, you and Logan are not a good match, you cannot control him."

"You are a good girl. Give birth to the legitimate grandson of the Carter family as soon as possible, and I will set you free soon," said Kim.

I nodded and stumbled out of the room, only to come face to face with Logan.