Charles’ POV
The next day.I sent the kids back to the Moore mansion and then I went to the company, Amy knocked
on the door and came in.
"What is it " I asked
"Mr Moore, I’m here to resign Here’s my resignation letter," she said.
As I stared at the envelope she was handing me, I frowned "Why do you want to resign?"
She placed her hand on her belly and smiled with glee "I’m pregnant, sir.I’ve decided to become a full-
time mother I hope you can support my decision and bless me"
Amy was my right hand assistant, and I had always relied on her.
In my head, I had always believed she preferred being a strong and independent woman And as for her
boyfriend, I heard that he had gotten married to someone else
"Amy, I don’t mean to interfere in your personal life, but you do know that being a single mother is
difficult, right?" I asked
"I know that, MI Moore I mean not everyone can be as lucky as Mrs.Moore," she said, chuckling
"She’s lucky to have met the perfect husband," she added I raised my eyebrows at her remark.
"Oh? Do you really think I'm In the perfect husband?"
‘Does Caroline think so too? I wondered
"Of course, sir! You’re a loving husband, you’re considerate to her needs, you’re wealthy, you’re gentle,
and you’re very handsome.The only weakness you have is…"
Any smirked as if to goad me.
"My only weakness is."
"She just said I was the perfect husband! That should mean I have no weakness!"
"Sir, as much as it pains me to say this, but your only weakness is that Caroline is the only person you
truly love.I think every female employee in this company share my opinion."
I never imagined that someone as straitlaced and solemn as Amy would have such a humorous side.I
broke into laughter with her.
"Well, Amy, I guess the only thing I can say now is ‘congratulations’! As my parting gift to you, I’d like to
give you an apartment.Don’t refuse my gift, okay? Your kid is gonna need it," I told her.
"Thank you so much, Mr.Moore.I’ll find someone who can fill in for my role as soon as possible."
Amy nodded happily and left the office.
Not long after she left, my phone rang It was from Richard.
"Mr.Moore, Boris has finally confessed.He said that Raina was the one who ordered him to add
something into the medicine injection for Mrs.Moore that resulted in her miscarriage."
Through gritted teeth, i responded, "It seems like putting her into a jail is too light of a punishment.Lock
her up in a men’s prison and let her enjoy herself!"
Raina’s POV
Every single day of my life in prison was hell.
Not a day went by that I didn’t get hit.
In the middle of the night one day, someone dragged me out of my bed.I opened my eyes and saw
several inmates grinning from ear to ear; their eyes brimmed with malice.
"What do you think you’re doing? Don’t do anything stupid, or else I’m going to call the prison guards!"
Instead of being scared by my threat, they burst into laughter
"What did you say? You’re gonna call the prison guards, huh? Hahaha! Did I mishear you, bitch? You
wanna call the prison guards?"
One of them slapped me right across the face
"Well, go on then! Call for help! Didn’t you say you’re going to call the prison guards for help?"
The slap was so strong that I couldn’t even stand firm and iny cars were buzzing Livid.
I propped myself up by putting one hand against the wall Once I had managed to stand firm.I slapped
the woman who hit me while everyone else was distracted.
The strong woman snapped after I slapped her.
Her eyes widened in anger as she roared, "You little bitch! Girls! Beat the shit out of her! I don’t care if
we cripple her! Besides, Mr.Moore told us that we can do whatever the fuck we want with her as long
as we can keep her alive!"
‘Mr Moore’l exclaimed inwardly ‘Charles did this? He asked them to beat me up?’ Now I no longer
wondered why the prison guards didn’t come to check on us even after the commotion happened And it
was no wonder that these female prisoners were unafraid of punishment. I stood up and ran towards
the metal cell door.
I grabbed the iron window fence and shouted, "Help! She’s hitting me! Help! Somebody help me!"
Suddenly, someone pulled my hair without mercy. I staggered backwards and fell to the ground,
screaming at the top of my lungs. Then, someone pulled my hair up and they began kicking me and
hitting me mercilessly.
It was then that I stopped shouting for help and just endured the beating in silence.
All I could hear now was a peal of satisfied laughter. Once the other prisoners got tired, they finally
decided to let me go and went to bed.
Meanwhile, I lay on the ground as though I was dead.
My face was covered in tears, blood, and bruises.
Why are they treating me like this? All I’ve ever done was fall in love with Charles, a man that I
should’ve never fallen in love with. By the time I woke up, I found myself lying on the ground of a cell.
"Oh, you are awake!"
said a rough voice, followed by the laughter of many other men.
‘What the hell is going on? How are there male prisoners in a women’s prison?’ I stared at the male
prisoners around me in horror.
Hurriedly, I sprang to my feet, retreated to a corner, and curled up.
Soon, I found myself, leaning against the wall and hugging my knees as my body trembled. A stout
middle-aged prisoner came over, squatted down, and stroked my long hair.
"Don’t touch me,"
I mumbled.I trembled, wanting to escape.But unfortunately, there was nowhere for me to retreat to.
‘What am I doing here? Why am I in a men’s cell?’ The man squatting in front of me was grinning from
ear to ear.
He raised my chin and said, "You’re a pretty girl.They said you didn’t want to be imprisoned with
women and that you insisted on living with us.You must be sexually unsatisfied, huh? Don’t worry,
lassie.Us, boys, will give you the time of your life!"
"Hahaha!"
"None of us will refuse a free meal!"
"I never thought that we’d have this kind of benefit in prison Boy, do I love it here! That girl is a beauty!"
"So, who gets to fuck her first, huh?"
These men were discussing with fervor over my head.I began struggling desperately.
"Let me out of here! I don’t want to live with you.I want to go out! I didn’t want to live with you people.I
didn’t!"
"Wow, you’re a shy one, aren’t you?" exclaimed the middle-aged prisoner.
"I wonder what kind of big shot she offended to end up being thrown in here with us?" another prisoner
asked.
"That doesn’t concern us! Let’s just fuck the life out of her!"
Several rough hands began to touch my face, my thighs, and even my waist.
"God, look at that waist! It’s so slim!"
Not long after, someone ripped off my prison uniform.
"Let me go, please.Have mercy!"
My voice was choked by my sobbing. I had no idea what do to now.
Clearly, I was about to get gang raped by these evil men.
"Fuck off! Fuck off!" I kicked and flailed my arms and legs randomly.
"Oi! Restrain the bitch!"
"No!" I shrieked.
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