Fake Marriage: Love Takes Me To You

It was afternoon but dark clouds had blotted out the sun. The cold wind whipped the curtains into a frenzy. A storm was approaching.

In the dimly-lit bedroom, Megan Lin suddenly opened her eyes and saw a figure she hadn't seen for days.

Lucian Lu had come back home.

It was their second wedding anniversary today.

Tears of joy welled up in Megan Lin's eyes as she gazed at his handsome face.

"Lucian, the gift on the table is for you."

As he approached her, Megan Lin's heart beat faster and a smile of expectation appeared on her lips.

However, Lucian Lu turned a deaf ear to her, walked to the bed, grabbed her collar, and mercilessly threw her down on the carpet.

"Pack my clothes! I'm only here for my belongings," he yelled.

After that, he picked up his suitcase and threw it at her feet.

Trembling all over, Megan Lin stood up to face Lucian Lu, who towered over her. The smile on her face froze.

Packing up? Hearing this, Megan Lin was scared. Her lips shivering, she asked sadly, "Lucian, where are you going?"

Lucian Lu turned her face with his slender fingers. "I'm moving out. If you don't want to divorce me, you can die here alone," he snarled.

Then he shoved Megan Lin away abruptly. She fell and hit her head on the corner of the cabinet. Blood trickled down from her forehead.

Lucian Lu irritably took out a handkerchief and threw it at her in disgust. With a sneer, he said, "Wipe it yourself!"

Megan Lin shakily picked up the handkerchief and dabbed at the blood on her face. Overcome by grief, she scrambled over to Lucian Lu's feet, sobbing hard.

"Lucian, don't go. You haven't been home for a month. Today is our wedding anniversary. Please stay with me just for one night, okay?"

Suddenly the lightning outside the window pierced the gloomy sky, and the bedroom was flooded with light.

Lucian Lu's face looked sinister in the light. With a nasty smile tugging at the corners of his mouth, he asked, "For one night?"

He grabbed Megan Lin's frail body and threw her on the bed. Then he drew down her silk pajamas and pressed himself on her.

"Isn't this what you want?" he asked crassly.

"No! No! I just want to talk to you... Ah!" she screamed in pain.

There was no tenderness or affection in his actions at all.

A lump formed in her throat. She endured his punishment and disappointment repeatedly in despair.

"All you can think about is our wedding anniversary. Do you even remember what had happened on this same date a year ago?"

Megan Lin clutched the sheet tightly. She gritted her teeth through her suffering. Silent tears flowed as she didn't want to say anything anymore.

How could she ever forget that fateful night? Lucian Lu had wanted to kill her after he got Shelly Yao's letter.

Lucian Lu believed that Megan Lin was a scheming bitch, who was exposed by her best friend on their wedding anniversary nig

ht. She was a monster, who went so low as to coerce her best friend to commit suicide.

A year ago, on the same day, Lucian Lu had accompanied Shelly Yao to an island for vacation. Megan Lin was indignant and insisted on accompanying them. She watched as her husband and her best friend frolicked on the beach. She was truly heartbroken.

That night, she left the island alone. The next day, Lucian Lu confronted her with Shelly Yao's suicide letter.

"Answer me!" Megan Lin was suddenly snapped back to the present with Lucian Lu's roar.

Closing her eyes in despair, she realized that they could never go back now.

"It's was all her. She felt guilty!" Megan Lin sneered as a bolt of thunder exploded outside. Then Lucian Lu released all his pent-up frustration and anger between her thighs.

It was raining cats and dogs outside. Megan Lin saw the white mass on her legs and stared dolefully at Lucian Lu's rigid back.

"The next time you see me, remember to bring a signed divorce agreement with you," Lucian said coldly.

Then he kicked away the suitcase in front of him and marched off, slamming the door behind him.

Megan was trying to drive fast, but the rain was getting heavier and heavier, and the mist was blocking her vision.

After the red light turned green, she gently stepped on the pedal and continued to tail the Maserati in front of her.

Soon, the car stopped at the hospital. Megan, too, parked her car hurriedly and spotted Lucian walking towards the inpatient building with an umbrella.

'Is someone in his family sick?' she wondered.

Confused, Megan followed him inside. She stopped outside the ward in which Lucian had just entered.

In the VIP ward, along with Lucian's gentle voice, she heard another familiar voice.

It was Shelly Yao.

Megan couldn't believe her ears. The woman, who had committed suicide a year ago, had come back!

No wonder the police officials hadn't found her body. All they managed to trace was some blood on the reef. It was another carefully planned move by Shelly Yao.

Megan saw Shelly's pale face through a crack in the door. She looked weak as she lay on the bed, gently snuggling into Lucian's palm.

Hearing Lucian's concerned words, Megan felt her heart being ripped out of her chest.

It had been a long time since Lucian had treated her nicely. Megan had suffered countless days and nights of misery and pain.

"Ah! There seems to be someone outside!" Shelly shrieked.

While Megan was overwhelmed by grief, she didn't realize that she had been spotted by Shelly. Lucian turned back sharply to see who the intruder was.

Megan didn't have the time to hide. Lucian had fixed his icy eyes on her, and she froze.

"Don't be sneaky!"

Before she knew it, Megan was dragged into the ward by Lucian like a chicken. She stood beside the bed and stared at Shelly's sickly face, hatred boiling inside her chest.