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My Autistic Husband’s “Therapy” Scandal 23

My Autistic Husband’s “Therapy” Scandal 23

Chapter

Before I lost consciousness, I saw Evan take a casual sip of his drink.

Keep her bra on when you grab her tits,he said coldly. And don’t get too rough.

Don’t worry, Evan. Once this drug wears off, she won’t remember a thing about tonight!

I woke up in a hospital bed, the dull aches throughout my body filling me with despair.

Evan pushed open the door, his sadistic sneer from last night nowhere to be seen. In its place was the charming, tender boyfriend act he’d perfected over our years together.

Teeling better? You passed out after just two sips of alcohol last night.” 

Behind him, Ravena pouted dramatically, putting on a show as she felt my forehead.

Don’t worry, my brother. Thalia is fine now.” 

Istared blankly at the ceiling while flashes of last night kept coming back to me in bits and pieces

The dress I had been wearing was gonetorn to shreds by someone while I was forced to act like a pet for their entertainment

Evan said something else, but I didn’t catch it.After a while, he finally left with Ravena.

Get some rest. I’ll come back later. If you want anything to eat, just tell Ravena.[

I lay rigid in bed for a long time, the memories of last night’s humiliation attacking me relentlessly, leaving me nowhere to hide

Eventually, I got up and found my phone among the belongings on the sofa, along with my dress with its torn back.

Someone had posted pictures from last night all over the internet. There I was barking like a dogevery detail captured in high definition and uploaded onto the Internet

My halfexposed dress, the chorus of laughter, the dim lighting.[

Although the posts were quickly deleted for violating community guidelines, many people still saved them.

The original poster even left a message saying videos were available through private message.[

My personal information had also been leaked.[

Vulgar text messages flooded in, and my phone rang constantly with calls, the noise making me sick to my stomach.

How much for a night?[

What’s your address? Where can I find you?

Do you do it for free?

Got more videos? How can you handle so many guys? Are you so bitch?” 

I stared vacantly at the disgusting comments before wrapping my phone in the torn dress and throwing it in the bathroom trash can.[

Before leaving the hospital, I borrowed a hat from a hospital janitor.[

Top afraid to take a taxi, 1 walked three miles back to my apartment

I found our rarely used backup phone and called my parents. They sounded anxious.

My heart ached, but I couldn’t even cry 

Mom, Dad, did my application get approved? Can I come to you now? I don’t want to wait anymore![

Chapter

My parents were silentthey’d probably already seen everything about me online

I felt like someone being publicly executed, stripped naked before everyone’s eyes to be cursed, Keithed, and humiliated without a shred of dignity.

Sweetheart, come to us. Mom and Dad will take care of everything.” 

Before boarding my flight, a shrill ringtone interrupted my thoughts.[

Seeing the caller ID, I immediately blocked the number and turned off the phone.[

I successfully escaped all the drama, and because my phone was off, I had no idea about the chaos unfolding at the hospital.[

Evan sat on the empty hospital bed, his face dark as coal. Everyone who had participated in last night’s events stood nervously to the side, including Ravena.[

After a long silence, the man who had grabbed my wrist yesterday burst into the room, breathless 

EEvan, we’ve got a problem! I checkedthat drug you got doesn’t actually cause memory loss after waking up! I think wewe went too far!]] 

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My Autistic Husband’s “Therapy” Scandal

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