My name is Jasamina McCully and I am twenty years old.

Two years ago, my parents forced me to marry a rich congressman named Ludale McCully. A forty-five year old man that turned out to be the most abusive man on the whole planet.

"To save my family from poverty." My mother had said to me as she pushed me to marry the forty-five year old man. I was crying and begging my parents but they didn&#x27;t listen. I was just a means to an end.

He abused and beat me within an inch of my life for the past two years. Everytime I get the chance, I try to escape and every single time he finds me.

Then, he punishes me for ever trying to leave. The punishment is always worst than death. Because of that, I never tried to escape again.

My name is Jasamina and I am a girl afraid of her husband because I know what he can do. But I&#x27;m also a mother. 

After giving birth to my baby two months ago and loving him with my whole life...I know a time will come when I have to choose between being scared of my husband or trying to survive with my little boy.

The time came soon. 
It&#x27;s either to survive or die by Dale&#x27;s hand.

I made the choice to TRY and survive. 

It&#x27;s just that sometimes...even choices are against you. Sometimes, even the choice can be taken from you.

My name is Jasamina McCully. 
And this is the story of my life.


THE HOMELESS BILLIONAIRE

My colleague took the findings from a junior staff. He stuffed his hand into the bag and came up with a handful of stuffs. Baby's stuffs. Irrelevant stuffs.

He walked to the table and emptied the bag's content on the table. An ID card laid among other things in the bag.

"This looks exactly like the picture I have." His eyes fluttered, as he placed the two pictures together to compare and contrast. "She must be really smart to come up with a fake identity card. I know a fake card when I see one."

"Boss, look again. A picture of a baby. Jamie McCully is scribbled at the back." The same sergeant said, handing another picture over him.

My colleague nodded curtly in a way that says...Vivian had been telling the truth.

I mentally felt good that we answered her call at all.

My colleague turned to the part-timer, "Woman, how am I sure that you are not behind helping her hide?"

EPISODE 9. A BETRAYER AND A SAMARITAN.