Trouble in Paradise by Three Way

My phone couldn't get any signal. I ended up acting like a blind moth and did everything I could to leave.

For example, I held my phone and moved around every corner of the room for a signal. I also tried ripping out the wires in my old bras to try to pick the lock. I even tried toppling heavy items to make loud noises and attract someone's attention. Still, I couldn't hear a single thing. My entire body instantly acted as though all the blood had been drained from it.

Slowly, I curled up into a ball. I stopped struggling and had, instead, chosen to conserve my energy. I had been forgotten.

Nicholas kept saying that I was the one who truly wanted that divorce, but he was equally eager for it. If that hadn't been the case, then he would have been worried and wondered where I went after he brought me over.

I had no idea how much time had passed before I heard something from the other side of the door.

The person was sneaky, but she was also deliberately making noises as though she was worried that I wouldn't know she was heading over. It was Claudia. A loud click came, and the electricity was cut off.

The lights in the room suddenly went off, and my surroundings turned pitch black instantly. The sound of slippers shuffling against the floor came through the gap under the door. When enshrouded in darkness, it sounded a little eerie. "Ariana," Claudia said my name softly. Her voice, coming from the darkness, gave me goosebumps.

I calmed myself down and replied, "Claudia, aren't tricks like these just a tad too shitty?"

"Well, it locked you up, didn't it?" said Claudia. A creepy laughter escaped her. "Ariana, you can't get a divorce from my brother, at least not while Jasmine is still in the country."

tone brimmed with cruelty, and she sounded so creepy that she made me uncomfortable. She seemed troubled when she said, "What do I do

couldn't lie or anything at the time

to have a kid. He was stubborn about it. Nicholas also happened to be a ridiculously

to him about it. Or maybe you can let me out and I'll talk to him for you. As you know, your brother loves

banged against the door evilly and fiercely said, "Nick won't listen to you. He said

me and got my heart to tremble. A voice in my heart kept repeating the same phrase, and it got

wants to see

at moments like that, there was no worse news. With a bitter smile on, I caressed my womb and thought to my baby,

matter how luxurious the place was when it was built. Abandoned sections would always be creepy

few pieces of clothes and wrapped myself up. Only my eyes and nose weren't covered. I was doing the most I could to keep

overestimated my body. It only took one night to deplete me of my energy. I did my best to make some noise so that the maids would be alerted when they

the basement. Everyone had

I had spent the entire night putting back together. After that,

grinning bitterly and internally. I didn't have the strength to explain anything to them anymore, so I closed my eyes

just fallen asleep when I heard a man's angry roar coming from near the door. Nicholas was reprimanding

his voice even when he lost his temper. His fury was silent but deadly, and