Overtime Torture by My Wife's Assistant

However, Nadine's parents had done so without her permission.

Ever since then, she believed my mother and I had manipulated her parents. No matter how much I tried to explain myself, it was useless.

One night, after drinking too much, I woke up to find myself in the same bed as Nadine. At that point, it was a done deal. We had no choice but to get married.

Nadine insisted on uncovering the truth, and my mother, who was seriously ill, confessed on her own. She said she had come up with that plan because she was afraid Nadine would look down on me.

I still remembered how Nadine kicked me to the ground that day, shouting furiously, "Barry, we were already dating in secret, and I really admired your talent.

"I even thought of marrying you! I can't believe you and your mother came up with such a shameless, despicable scheme to make me marry you! Damn you two! You deserve the worst!"

That was also the first night Nadine brought home her first lover. She even forced me to wait on them as they took a bath together. Later, I had to wait outside and hear them get intimate.

But deep down, I never believed Mom could ever do such a thing. After all, she had an excellent reputation. She raised me alone and was a frugal, hardworking woman. She never pursued wealth or status.

Mom always told me that a peaceful life was more than enough. She had also repeatedly turned down Mr. Sullivan's attempts to arrange a marriage alliance, insisting that Nadine's wishes should come first.

Still, Nadine refused to consider any of this.

"I'll let you have your freedom again," I said after a brief pause.

"Come on. Everyone knows you're just my lapdog. You're always trying to cling to me."

With a snort, Nadine clapped her hands. "Oh, right. Let me introduce you to my new lover."

As she spoke, she lifted her chin proudly. She was showing off.

In the past, I would have been shaking with anger, but I was already used to it by now.

Terrence immediately walked into the hospital room, smiling. He pulled Nadine into his arms and lowered his head to kiss her. Their lips met in a deep, lingering kiss.

I had seen stuff like that way too many times and was already numb to it.

There was a knock on the door, and an elegant, poised woman walked in, interrupting Terrence and Nadine's passionate kiss.

"Ms. Keller," I called out.

"Jessica? What brings you here?" Nadine narrowed her eyes slightly, displeasure flickering across her face.

"I'm here to deliver the divorce papers," Jessica Keller replied flatly.

"What?" Nadine was taken aback for a moment. Then, her expression turned cold.

I took the divorce papers from Jessica and said with a smile, "Thank you. I'll treat you another time."

"No problem."

Jessica reached out to touch my forehead before smiling faintly. "I'm glad your fever has gone down. Call me anytime you need help. Remember—you're not alone."

Once Jessica was gone, Nadine glared at me and said mockingly, "Oh? Now you want to live off Jessica? I thought you two were a little too close back in college.

"But a guy like you? At most, she'd just mess around with you."

I wasn't in the mood to argue with Nadine and handed her the divorce papers instead, saying, "Sign the papers. Let's set each other free."

I often argued with Nadine at first, and later even started compromising and trying to please her. I had done all that, hoping she would come to her senses soon. I wanted her to treat our marriage like it actually mattered and give me some time to find out the truth.

But it backfired. Nadine only escalated things further, trampling on my dignity repeatedly.

I was utterly exhausted now.

I didn't expect Nadine to tear the divorce papers to pieces and throw them in my face. "You'll always be mine! You don't get to belong to anyone else!"

She had Terrence take me to the car first, while she went to complete the paperwork to discharge me from the hospital.

At first, Terrence did as he was told. Once we were in the car, he slapped me.

"You bastard! Just seeing your face pisses me off!"

Terrence was no different from Nadine's 18 other lovers. They had always humiliated me for no reason.

I hated myself for being so useless. After living like a coward for eight years, I was finally ready to leave Nadine.

"I'm going to sleep with your wife tonight. You excited? Are you looking forward to it? Hey, answer me!"

Terrence was about to slap me again when Nadine walked downstairs, her heels clicking on the floor.

His eyes darted, and he suddenly leaned back, tumbling out of the car. He immediately put on a shocking expression, asking, "Barry, I was only trying to help you into the car? Why did you have to push me?"

Nadine rushed over to help Terrence up before yanking me out of the car.

"You're disgusting! How could you bully Terrence while I was gone? In that case, you're sleeping outside tonight!" Nadine snapped.