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On Christmas, my darling locked me in a pitch-black dungeon.
The women guarding me took turns "educating" me.
They carved words into my skin, branded various patterns with red-hot irons, and made me bark like a dog while stepping on my face with their high heels.
They even stripped me of my manhood's dignity.
All of this, just because of something told by Vivienne's pure love who had returned back to the States.
Nails pierced my thighs, the sharp pain yanking me back from my thoughts.
The flickering flames before my eyes gradually dimmed.
All I could hear were the women's mockery and curses.

Wife Imprisoned Me in the Dungeon

Upon waking up, I found myself in a hospital bed once again.


My ears stung from Vivienne's shrill voice.


"What's really going on with his condition?"


"If any of you dare hide anything from me, I'll have all of you fired!"


Outside the room, Vivienne was angrily interrogating the doctor.


Her fierce demeanor terrified everyone around into silence.


My doctor friend paused for a moment, as if releasing pent-up emotions, then said through gritted teeth:


"Yes, I did withhold information from you last time."


"But Ms Shaw, he's your husband. He has over a hundred internal and external injuries. How could you not know or care about this at all?"


"His vital organs have been severely damaged. He won't live past... two weeks."


"Bullshit!" Vivienne slapped the doctor hard, her voice shaking as she said, "You're lying to me again. How is this possible?"


"His health has always been excellent. How could he possibly die?"


"Who in this city would dare harm Vivienne's man!"


Chapter 7