Chapter 258: Chapter 258



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“Have you run a background check on me?” Lacey stood up angrily, as if she was about to fight Boyce. That was her secret and she wouldn’t let anyone know.

Her feet were bound and the moment she jumped she fell to the ground.

Boyce smiled. After confirming that she was his weakness, he continued to tease her, “You were pregnant and even gave birth. However, the baby… died.”

“Shut up! You shut up!” Lacey screamed and shook her head. Boyce’s words sounded like thunder and landed directly on her head, splitting her blood and flesh.

Sometimes she acted crazy, sometimes she lay motionless on the floor like a lifeless puppet.

On the second floor.

Charles frowned. Boyce had only uttered a few brief words. Yet those few words had struck him hard. Had Lacey been pregnant? Had she given birth?

This was like a ray of light to him.

Now, at last, he understood what Boyce meant when he said there would be a surprise.

He gripped the armrest and stared at her. There were some things he wanted to ask her himself.

With the help of his chauffeur, he went downstairs.

galnovels . com is your storytelling hub Lacey’s head was on the floor, her scattered hair covering her eyes and eyebrows. Through the gap in her hair, she thought she saw Charles rolling his wheelchair over and approaching her.

Charles?

Suddenly she raised her head to look at Charles and her eyes widened. Was he here too?

Had she heard what Boyce had just said?

“Charles…”

“Tell me what happened to you? Why did you keep it from me? How did you have a child?” he frowned. At that moment she realized that she knew very little about her.

She wasn’t willing to tell him and he didn’t take the initiative to investigate either.

He thought she had only been treated badly by her adoptive mother and father.

He never thought she had been pregnant.

Lacey got a big scare. She cowered, trying to hide. She wanted to hide, she didn’t want to be seen by anyone else.

“Talk!” Charles growled.

“I can’t!” Lacey’s voice was louder than his. She wanted to run away and hide, she didn’t want to face him or these people.

She was feeling a lot of pain, she shouldn’t have been forced!

“If you don’t talk, who can help you?” Charles’s face had a darkness to it that it had never had.

Lacey looked at Charles. Looking at him, she smiled and then cried.

“No one can help me. I’m already dirty…” Her lips were still quivering as if she was thinking of something scary. Her face went from red to bloodless pale and her eyes were filled with a deathly stillness. She stared at Charles, “I make you sick, don’t I?”

Charles shook his head and said no.

Lacey knew he was lying to her.

“Yes. I gave birth to a child. They forced me.” Lacey laughed out loud after saying that. She laughed to tears, “They ruined me a long time ago. Those days lasted three years.”

That year, Lacey’s face still looked childlike, but her charming, innocent look was already faintly visible. At the time, her little brother was a few years old and liked to cry at night. Her foster father used his crying noises as an excuse not to sleep next to Lacey’s foster mother.

One night it rained. It rained hard, rumbling thunder and lightning. Even the cows tied up in the house became nervous with fear and kicked the walls in irritation.

She was afraid and hid under the quilt which was thin and smelled very bad.

Suddenly, there was the sound of the door creaking open.

“Lacey.”

It was her foster father’s voice. She poked her head out from under the comforter. Normally, her foster father treated her poorly. During the day, she was required to do chores, feed the cows, mow the grass, wash and cook and even do the work in the fields. The only time he was not required to work was when he slept at night.

Her foster father was somewhat better with her than her foster mother.

However, she was still afraid and very cautious: “Dad, why don’t you sleep, is there more work to do?”

“It’s so late at night, what work would there be to do?” she sat up in bed and said with a smile, “I saw it was raining with thunder and lightning. I feared you must be frightened, so I came to see you.”

Lacey quickly shook her head, “I’m not scared, Daddy. You can go to sleep.”

She was young and didn’t know much. Besides, she had never been to school. She didn’t understand what her foster father was going to do. But, still, she was very scared.

“Your mother is not good to you. But I’ve corrected her, she’ll be better with you in the future.”

She pushed him instinctively and kicked him away with her feet. Her resistance and lack of cooperation infuriated him and he tied her hands with rope.

She was trapped and could only scream, “Mom…”.

Her screams were drowned out by the sound of thunder. Her foster father’s expressions were horrible and he slapped her decisively, “I’m trying to give you a chance, but you’re making it hard!”.

Half of her face went numb and she felt the taste of blood in her mouth.

His foster father covered his mouth with his hand.

After that night, he would often sneak into her room at night. When she resisted, he would beat her and refuse to give her food during the day.

Later, she dared not resist. Three years went by like this, and then she became pregnant. She didn’t understand at the time. She couldn’t eat enough, her belly was small, and she didn’t have her period. At the time, she didn’t know it was abnormal.

Until one day, at noon, she suddenly had a stomach ache. Her adoptive father and mother thought she was sick. Since it would have cost them money to take her to the hospital, they left her in the room to fend for herself.

At that time, her foster mother found out what had happened between her and her foster father.

The foster mother was very angry. The foster father scratched her face. They hadn’t even wanted to raise Lacey. They were just feeding her because she could work. They didn’t want to raise a baby at all.

Besides, he was the foster father’s illegitimate child. She was even less willing to raise him.

“This girl didn’t do it of her own free will. If this gets out, you will go to jail.” The adoptive mother used the law to suppress him.

The adoptive father did not dare to challenge her, “So how do you think to act?”.

She slapped her husband hard in the face, “Now you’re anxious to know!”. She was also very angry. Her husband’s infidelity broke her heart.

She vented her anger on Lacey’s body with slaps and kicks, beating her. When she got tired, she would rest for a while and continue as soon as she regained her strength.

Lacey felt she was going to die like this.

She thought she would be relieved if she died.

Her foster father pulled his wife, who had lost her mind in anger, away from Lacey, “Don’t hit her. If you kill her, we’ll be finished.”

Her adoptive mother’s anger gradually subsided. Now that things turned out this way, she wanted to solve the current problem first.

She remembered that there was a well outside the yard of her house ….

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