Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 149 Calling Your Husband

Selena's consciousness was hazy, but she could clearly feel the pain and the continuously running car.

There was a strong smell of gasoline in the car, making her nauseous to the point of vomiting. The man's voice lingered in her ears, and she could even feel his hand wandering on her body.

The car hadn't stopped yet, so the man didn't dare to do anything else.

It wasn't until the car stopped at an abandoned factory, not far from the city, that was currently being demolished, with no one around at night except for the cold machines parked by the roadside. Selena was thrown onto the ground. When she groggily opened her eyes, she saw two men, one fat and one thin, standing in front of her, their eyes fixated on her.

"Can't deny it, this woman is really good-looking. Haven't seen such a beautiful one before."

"Big brother, you can go first. After you've had your fun, I'll have some too."

The man called big brother happily grinned. Really anxious to move forward, grabbed one of Selena's legs and dragged her towards his direction.

Selena struggled weakly, her palms cut and turning red from the broken stones on the ground.

her, and she swiftly slapped

"Get lost!"

angered by this slap, grabbed her by

that you're

her back. Blood filled Selena's mouth, her

collar and tore open her coat. Selena opened her mouth, but

Helpless, hopeless.

violated by a man like this, she would rather die. Just as hope was shattered, the sound of a car and the man's cry

saw only a black suit approaching,

down her forehead, and she swallowed her saliva. She then heard the sound of a heavy object

her hand. The sharp pain finally brought her back to her senses, and she saw who the person was. A hint of surprise flashed in her

two men had already been controlled and by now probably knew that they had provoked a big shot. They cowered, too scared to

all over. But what happened at the hotel was embarrassing enough, so all she could do now was curl up in the corner, close to the

almost nonexistent. The stone in the palm of her hand had sharp edges, it was a small piece that she had held tightly, causing her hand to feel hot. The sharp edges of the stone cut her palm, and blood began to

the side, with blood flowing into the seat. Raymond glanced at it, took out a handkerchief, and