Love in Prime Years

A snowy day.

Amelia was rubbing her own belly. It was so painful as if there were a knife stabbing into it. She almost fainted and fell on the ground; but finally, she made her way to the gate of the Shallow Bay Villa. "Lawrence, please lend me 500,000 dollars! Leigh is your child! He'll die without the surgery! Please, please help us!"

The pain in her belly had become more and more intense. She couldn't control the spasms of her body anymore. She tried to straighten her back, but the pain made her cramp like a shrimp.

The advanced gastric cancer was putting her in real suffering.

Amelia gritted her teen and keep knocking at the closed gate.

"Lawrence, please! I'll do whatever you want me to do, as long as you can lend me the money!! Please!"

Cracking! The gate to the villa was pushed open. Amelia's desperate eyes were lit up with a hint of hope.

"Is Lawrence going to see me?"

The housekeeper of the villa walked out, and put a sign in front of her with a poker face. Then he closed the gate again.

Amelia almost sat on the ground when she saw the sign. Tears rolled down her cheeks immediately.

"No dogs and no Amelia."

Puff...Amelia laughed out with tears sheathed her face. The sign was more of a praise to her. Lawrence would've treated her better if she were a dog.

Lawrence believed Amelia was a vicious woman. He was just a humble young man four years ago, and Amelia had their kids aborted because she wanted to marry the rich guy from the Moss family. She killed their kids and broke up with him without hesitation. She had even hired someone to break his legs.

But that was not true. He wouldn't believe the truth no matter how hard she tried to explain.

The wind was howling, and the snow grew heavier. Snowflakes had been blown into her clothes, which felt freezing cold. She couldn't even tell which was colder, the snowflakes or Lawrence's heart.

A few dead leaves stuck to her right arm. She raised her hand and tried to get rid of them until she realized her left arms could no longer move.

She had been imprisoned by Lillian and Jimmy for four years, during which her left arm was disabled.

Lawrence never knew what she had to put up with during the past four years. Sometimes just recalling it would make her shiver. The four years was like a hell surging in the blood, without the slimmest ray of light.

It took her three days to finally see Lawrence. She and he were more like a harlot and her John, instead of a woman and her husband.

Even the small apartment he arranged for her was located in Willow Alley, a place used to house prostitutes...

That was a very vicious but accurate metaphor.

Usually, it would be impossible for her to find Lawrence when he was needed, but when he wanted to torture her and had sex with her, he would come to Willow Alley by himself and destroy her dignity again and again.

Now, he forced her to kneel on the ground. He was so violent and fierce, like a demon.

"Lillian..." When he finally came with satisfaction, he rudely slammed her to the ground. Then he tidied his own suits. It looked so neat and elegant. In his black eyes, there was only coldness and disdain left. He condescendingly looked down at Amelia who was lying down on the ground with embarrassment. Then he said, "You're not Lillian! Get out of here!"

Amelia had a spasm on her stomach. She pressed on her belly hard, lips twitching in pain.

That was the pain brought by advanced cancer, and her heart felt equally painful.

"Lillian Palmer..." He regarded her as Lillian again.

He once said if he had to do it, he could only take her as Lillian. Otherwise, it would disgust him.

But that was not who he used to be.

When they first met, she was his cherished little girl. The night he popped her cherry, he was so afraid that she might felt painful... however, now he wanted nothing but to let her suffer.

She woke up from her memory, and then she crawled over and tried to grab his hand.

"Lawrence, can we settle from today on and get along well in the future? You must've had lots of misunderstandings about me, but I can explain! What happened four years ago was not like what you saw... the truth is..."