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MY WOMB? NO! MY PEN IS MY WEAPON NOW 8

MY WOMB? NO! MY PEN IS MY WEAPON NOW 8

Chapter

WHAT? Her father slammed his hand on the table, making the teacups rattle 

Her mother lunged forward, delivering another stinging slap to Jordan’s face. You monster How could I have given birth to such a daughte?!

Jordan’s face snapped to the side, blood seeping from the corner of her mouth

She slowly turned back, her gaze calmly sweeping over everyone in the room- 

Her father’s contorted fare twisted with age, her mother’s hysterical expression, the cold fury in Maxwell’s eyes, and Vanessa, nestled in Maxwell’s embrace. flashing that triumphant smile

I didnt lonta 

Jordan said softly, her voice remarkably clear

still lying!her father roared. The evidence is overwhelming! || 

Maxwell carefully handled Vanessa to her mother and walked over to Jordan.

hovering figure loomed over her, emanating suffocating pressure. Uncle Hayes, how should we handle that?” 

We’re done with this disgrace! Her father held the sobbing Vanessa, his voice icecold. After all, she’s your fiancée, Maxwell. Do whatever you want with 

Maxwell’s eyes turned glacial, In that case, I’ll take her away.” 

Guards, take her away. Military discipline applies.” 

Maxwell’s frigid command exploded in Jordan’s ears like a sharp knife, severing her last thread of hope.[

TWO

soldiers immediately stepped forward, grabbing Jordan’s arms on either side 

Her knees dragged across the ground, leaving a trail of blood, yet the stubbornly refused to cry out in pain [

On the training field, the sun hired mercilessly 

Coarse roge hit into Jordan’s wrists, drawing blood. She was tied to a punishment frame, her back exposed to the scorching sun

Begint 

At Maxwell & ennumand, the whip whistled through the air.|| 

With the first lasis, jordan hit through her lip 

By the fifth, her nails dug so deeply into her palms that blood dripped through her fingers 

By the tends, her vision began to darken, ears ringing || 

At the fifteenth, the dealy heard one of her bones crack

When the twentieth Lash fell, Jordan could no longer feel the pain 

The sun scorched her wounds as her consciousness began to fade. Before her eyes flashed Maxwell’s cold gaze, Vanessa’s sinug smile, her parents disgusted 

As darkness finally consumed her, Jordan collapsed heavily to the ground

When the regained consciousness, Jutikan found herself lying in her favaliar bed || 

Her back burned with fiery pain, every inch of skin feeling as if it had been set aflame || 

she struggled to sit up and noticed a stack of money and a letter on her bedside table 

With trembling fingers, she opened the envelope to find Maxwell’s familiar handwriting 

Today is Vanessa’s college registration day. I’m taking your parents to see her off. stay home and rest. When I return, we’ll get married

Jordan stared at these few lines, suddenly laughing through her tears.]

How absurd

He had beaten her half to death, yet still expected her to walt docilely for him to marry her

Taking up a pen she wrote heavily on the back of the letter || 

No need. I will not marry you. Maxwell Stone, let us never meet again.|| 

She sled the note onto the bedside table and painfully rose, retrieving her packed belongings from under the bed 

Inside was the money she had secretly saved and her real college acceptance Semer

outside, dawn.was breaking 

Jordan took one last look at the home where she had lived for twenty years, then headed toward the train station without looking back 

A Maswells 

car headed toward Vanessa’s socalled college,Jordan’s train was slowly pulling away toward her new 

new beginning.

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MY WOMB? NO! MY PEN IS MY WEAPON NOW

MY WOMB? NO! MY PEN IS MY WEAPON NOW

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