I only heard bits and pieces of what happened after that.
They said that back in March, Sable had given birth to Vincent’s son.
The moment the baby came into the world, Vincent ordered his people to take the child away Sable didn’t even get a glimpse of her own son. She broke down sobbing right there in the delivery room.
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“That’s my baby! He came out of my body can I at least see him? Just once, please!” she begged.
Vincent stood there like ice. “Save your tears. You’ll have plenty of chances to cry later.”
She was discharged a week later and sent straight back to Crystal Pointe.
But everything was different now.
Before she gave birth, she had a whole team of chefs, nutritionists and housekeepers pampering her, making sure her life was nothing short of luxurious.
Now? There wasn’t even a single maid left.
She dragged her weak, postpartum body around that massive house, forced to care for herself completely alone.
A month later, Vincent finally showed up at Crystal Pointe.
The moment she saw him, Sable dropped to her knees with a loud thud, tears streaming down her face.
“I was wrong, Vincent! I should’ve never hurt Andrea. I never should’ve dreamt of taking her place. I don’t even want the child anymore–just let me go! Please! I swear I’ll disappear and never bother you again!”
Vincent kicked her aside like she was a worthless piece of trash. “If you know you were wrong, then you can atone for it.”
Before Sable could even process what he meant, Vincent waved his hand. Two bodyguards stepped forward and grabbed her arms.
A cold wave of terror surged through her. She struggled desperately.
“Where are you taking me? Let me go! Don’t touch me!”
But after childbirth, her strength was no match for the two burly men. They hauled her away effortlessly and threw her into one of Vincent’s private clubs.
Vincent’s voice was like the devil’s whisper:
“I’ve carefully selected some clients for you. Do your best to serve them.”
Sable bolted for the door.
Moments later, five or six disgusting men walked into the room, leering at her with greedy eyes. “No wonder you were Mr. Blackthorne’s woman,” one of them chuckled. “Look at that face, that body… pure perfection.”
“I heard she just gave birth not long ago,” another added with a twisted grin. “Makes things even more exciting.”
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Sable clutched her body, trembling in horror. “If you know who I am, then stay away! Vincent won’t spare you if you touch me!”
The men laughed.
“Don’t bluff, sweetheart. Mr. Blackthorne’s right outside. He told us to take ‘have fun‘.
With that, they lunged toward her.
Sable shrieked in terror.
“Don’t touch me! Get your filthy hands off! No! Please! Vincent–Vincent, let me out! Help me! Please-!”
But the room wasn’t fully soundproof. Vincent stood outside the door, hearing every desperate cry. And yet, he didn’t flinch. Not even once.
Less than a minute later, the disgusting sounds started pouring out of the room. Vincent crushed his cigarette underfoot and walked away.
Sable was locked in there for five days.
When they finally dragged her out, her body was covered in bruises, her skin torn and battered and a foul stench clung to her.
The guards returned her to Crystal Pointe per Vincent’s orders.
She sat at the window every day, blank–eyed, staring into nothingness.
Afraid she might simply waste away and die, Vincent eventually assigned caretakers to look after her again.
Sable mistook his gesture for mercy and begged to see him. A month later, Vincent finally showed up.
And this time, he delivered even more cruelty.
“Congratulations,” he said flatly. “You’re pregnant.”
Her whole body stiffened like she’d been struck by lightning.
During those five horrific days, she had been violated by so many men, she had no idea who the father was.
In blind panic, she clawed at her belly, screaming and punching herself, trying to destroy the child growing inside her.
Vincent calmly grabbed her wrists, his voice sickeningly gentle. “Relax. I won’t let you keep it.”
Their eyes met. A chill crept through Sable’s entire body.
Vincent gently brushed the hair from her face, speaking softly like a lover:
“You’ve suffered so much lately. You deserve a little vacation. I’m taking you to Emerald Island.”
7:56 pm D D D
Chapter 28
