Rachel Wood's feet were wet and in pain, becoming much more swollen.

She seemed oblivious, though.

Right then, Woodrow Gaston was sitting on the couch as he organized a brand new first aid kit in a bag.

It appeared that he might have gone out to buy them while she was in the shower.

Seeing this made her feel warm in her heart.

After taking a deep breath, Rachel quickly walked up to him. "Did you buy these?"

"Yeah," he nodded. "Here, put your leg on my lap, and I'll dress your wounds. The ones on your legs look pretty severe. You can tell me what happened while I clean them up." Rachel had shown up with wounds all over her body. As a police officer, his instincts told him that something must've happened to her, affecting her mentally as well as physically. Perhaps it was domestic violence?

When this thought occurred to Woodrow, he became even more somber.

The sight of his caring gaze made her tear up.

Whenever Rachel was in a bad mood, the one thing she feared most was when other people looked at her like this. Just one look was enough to make her cry.

Inhaling deeply, she told Woodrow about everything that happened to her, sending chills down his spine as he listened.

"What? How could something like this happen? Haven't his parents gone too far?" he burst out. "Also, the family that bought you is horrible!"

He had never heard of anything like this before despite working in the police force for a long time. He usually only came across stuff like this on the internet and would never expect it would happen to someone he knew.

Someone like Rachel, who was his ex-classmate.

Woodrow couldn't imagine how she lived through those days and then managed to escape from a place like that.

All this made him feel sorry for her from the bottom of his heart.

"I'm sure you can't believe something like this could happen either," Rachel laughed bitterly.

"His parents are inhumane. How did they make you leave anyway? Why were you so gullible?" he asked.

"They threatened to take everything away from Sebastian if I didn't leave him. Not only would they take away all his wealth, but they'd also destroy his reputation. They even threatened to kill my parents. "If I hadn't listened to them, all this wouldn't have happened.

"I was afraid at the time, and I didn't dare to go against them. But now that I think about it, it would've been a better solution if I told Sebastian everything. After all, he has so many powerful friends," she sighed. Woodrow nodded instantly. "That's right. You were too gullible."

Rachel felt remorseful after much consideration, too. But back then, all she could think about was to avoid harming Sebastian. She didn't want her parents to get hurt, so she decided to leave.

It was pointless to feel remorse now.

Seeing that she had quietened, Woodrow handed her a tissue. "Do you want to go back and look for Sebastian? You can tell him everything," he suggested carefully.

"I don't think he'd let his parents off the hook. I want to help you, but I know I can't with my limited abilities. His family is a lot more powerful than the rest of us."

Despite wanting to help Rachel, he was only a low-ranked police officer at a police station. Besides, he didn't want to risk his career for her sake.

Rachel immediately shook her head.

"To be honest, I wanted to go to Sebastian right away on the way back. The thought itself gave me an endless supply of energy. However, I lost my courage when I arrived in

front of the house.

"It occurred to me then that my decision to run away was too rash. I don't deserve him. Woodrow, I'm glad you're willing to help me this far," she added.

"It's not up to you to decide whether you deserve him. Sebastian might not think that way."

"No, it doesn't matter," Rachel said. "I

don't want to go back no matter

what. I don't deserve him. I'm disgusted with myself, even if he's not. Besides, you might not know this, but I think he's gotten married. I saw the wedding decorations at home. There was also another woman in the house."

Woodrow was shocked to hear this. "What? He's married?"

Recently, he was working overtime at the police station, rarely browsing the internet or contacting anyone else. He hadn't heard about Sebastian Brenand getting married.

"His parents probably forced him to do so by threatening him with my life. He surely had no idea that they had already sent me away. He probably still thinks I'm held captive by them," she said mournfully. Talking about this made her heart fill with hatred for his parents, and wish they were dead.

"Do you mean his parents are pretending that they still have you to force Sebastian into getting married?" Woodrow asked.

She nodded.

"That's horrible! I can't imagine how dirty their world is," he lamented.

"I guess so."

"It doesn't matter, though. I still think you should go back. You've already filed a police report near that village. I believe the police will soon contact the Brenand family. When they replace out you're no longer where you're supposed to be, they'll replace a way to capture you again," Woodrow advised.

Rachel laughed bitterly. "You don't know this, but I asked the police to send me home after telling them about what happened. I told them I didn't want to take his parents to court.

"I've already thought about this, and honestly, I wish the law would punish them, but I know it can't. How could I beat them?

"The police have agreed to my request after hearing me out. After all, they really can't afford to deal with the Brenand family either," she added.

It was only then, did he realize what she meant. "I see. What about the family that purchased you? Can you guarantee they won't contact the Brenands and inform them you've escaped?"

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