"Jane Eyre, you are truly repulsive!" His words hit her like icy daggers, casting her into the abyss of despair.
Janes face turned pale, her eyes filled with pain and disappointment. He didnt believe her! Yet, she persisted in her claim.
"Edward Cullen, whether you believe it or not, Ill say it once: it was me who saved you, not Claire Randall!"
"Bang!" Edwards fist, grazing her ear, slammed into the door panel behind her.
"Shut up. Youve gone to great lengths to weave these lies, havent you? Just to make me look at you more?" His eyes burst with bloodthirsty light, his lips curling, "Alright, since you so desperately want to be my Edward Cullens woman, Ill fulfill your wish!"
With that, Edward viciously grabbed Janes wrist and strode towards the living room.
Jane was forcefully pushed onto the sofa, her face covered in horror. Yes, she had dreamed of being his woman, but not in such a humiliating way.
"Edward, let me go!"
"Let you go? Ha... Who was it that used the excuse of a family alliance, scheming to marry me? And who harmed Claire, leaving her to this day still lying in the hospital?!"
At the thought, he wished he could strangle her right then and there.
Edwards eyes were filled with more rage, and he tore at her clothes without any regard.
Jane struggled, but the difference in strength between men and women only made her plead for mercy.
"Please dont..." The immense shame overwhelmed her, tears streaming down her cheeks.
Edward stared coldly at Jane, "Please dont? Jane Eyre, isnt this what you wanted?"
His heart filled with anger, Edward showed no mercy.
...
After a long while.
...
Jane woke up from the sofa in a daze, her body aching as if torn apart. Looking down, she saw the obscene traces.
"Mrs. Cullen, how do you like the view?"
Hearing this, Jane woke up as if from a dream, pulling the thin blanket from the sofa to cover her body, her shoulders trembling slightly, her face bloodless as she looked at the source of the voice, her dark eyes now filled with a hint of anger.
Standing at the stairway, Edward, already dressed neatly, looked at her with cold eyes. With a flick of his hand, a small box filled with pills landed at her feet. "Take this!"
Birth control pills... Jane averted her gaze in pain, asking casually.
"Ill take it later. Its so late, where are you going?"
Edward did not answer her, walking towards the door, his steps carrying a hint of urgency.
Jane understood instantly, her heart growing cold inch by inch. Edwards indifference further stimulated her, and she vented uncontrollably.
"I forbid you to go to her! Today is our anniversary, you have to stay home with me, do you hear me? Dont go to her!" Jane shouted uncontrollably, running over and pulling at his clothes with all her might!
"If you go, Ill call Grandpa right away, Ill make him send her to a place even further!"
Hearing Janes last sentence, Edward suddenly stopped, looking down at the clothes she was holding with disgust.
Edward looked down at Jane with a cold sneer, "Claire has already woken up, do you think Ill give you a chance to harm her again?"
With a lift of his hand, Edward pushed her away without any hesitation, and Jane lost her balance and fell towards the half-person-high porcelain corner...
...
The night deepened, and more than half a month had passed.
Jane suddenly opened her eyes, and all she saw was pitch darkness. The long-standing fear of darkness tore at her heart. She reached for the remote control by the bedside to open the curtains, and as the light from outside filled the room, the discomfort gradually dissipated.
Thinking it was Mr. Rochesters birthday banquet today, Jane mustered all her strength to get out of bed.
It had been half a month since Edward had stormed away, and they had not been in contact since.
Remembering the call with Mrs. Potts last night, Janes mood was complicated as she dialed his number.
After a long wait, just as Jane was about to hang up, the call was answered from the other end, and a coquettish female voice came through.
"Jane Eyre, long time no see!"
It was her!
Janes hand clenched the phone tightly, "Claire Randall!"
"Yes, Im back by Edward Cullens side, are you disappointed?" Claires words were full of provocation!
Her other hand clenched tightly, the sharp pain from her fingertips digging into her palm, Jane took a moment to speak: "Give the phone to Edward!"
Although she had known where he would go, when she truly heard this fact, she still couldnt accept it!
"What if I dont?"
"Dont make me be impolite!" Jane narrowed her eyes, "I have many ways..."
"Many ways to let her lie in bed for another three years?" A mans cold, angry voice came from the phone, "I tell you, I wont give you a chance to touch her at all, because I have decided..."
Jane abruptly hung up the phone, she didnt want to hear anything more he had to say.
...
Mr. Rochester, in his youth, commanded the business world, and wherever he went, he was the center of attention.
But after retiring from the business world, Mr. Rochester was incredibly low-key.
Leaving behind the extravagance, the birthday banquet was just a simple family dinner.
The long dining table was filled with several generations of the Cullen family, crowded tightly, but Edward Cullens presence was notably absent.
Mr. Rochesters beard puffed out: "This brat, hes getting more and more disrespectful, daring to be absent from my birthday banquet... When he comes back, Ill break his legs!"
"Grandpa!" Suddenly, Mr. Rochesters words were interrupted by Edward.
Everyone looked towards the sound, and there stood Edward, tall and straight, at the entrance of the dining room.
"Im not coming over, Im here today to give you a big gift!" He looked at Mr. Rochester with a certain determination, then turned around, his voice soft and gentle, filled with tender affection, "Claire, come out!"
A series of high heels clicking on the ground, Claire Randall appeared before everyones eyes, right in front of Janes gaze.
Edward looked at Mr. Rochester, his words firm: "Im going to marry Claire next month!"
The room was in an uproar, everyone couldnt help but look at Jane, only to see her head down, her expression inscrutable.
"You, Im going to beat you to death! Ill act as if I dont have you this ungrateful grandson!" Mr. Rochester grabbed his cane and strode towards Edward, his hand raised fiercely...
Edward did not dodge or hide, facing Mr. Rochester without any fear, but to everyones surprise, the sharp pain did not come, instead, a womans suppressed cry of pain was heard.
It was Jane who had stepped in front of him, taking the blow for him!
Ignoring the severe pain in her back, Jane slowly straightened her back, looking directly at Edward, thinking of the absurd three years of marriage, her eyes were icy, "Divorce!"
"Eyre! Dont be foolish! Ill make a decision for you!" Mr. Rochester slammed the table, his beard shaking with anger.
Edward looked at Jane with complex eyes, then at Claire Randall who was holding onto him, and an unknown anger surged in his heart.
He gritted his teeth and said, "Fine!"
"You little bastard, how could you treat your wife like this!" Mr. Rochester raised his cane to strike Edward again, but Jane, despite her pain, hurriedly grabbed Mr. Rochester.
"Jane, let go, I must teach this bastard a lesson today, so he wont be confused, mistaking a weed for a treasure!"
Jane didnt let go, shook her head: "Grandpa, dont blame him, if you want to blame someone..." She gave a bitter smile, "Blame me! Everything is my fault!"
Yes, everything was her fault!
She was wrong for not being by his side at the best time after her three-month coma in the hospital, causing him to be schemed against!
She was wrong for being so deeply in love with him, unable to bear to see him hurt in the slightest.
All of this was her fault! Because of love, she deserved to be humble, despicable.
"As long as Im alive for one more day, you two will not divorce, and I will not let you marry this malicious woman into our family! Get out, I dont want to see you!" Mr. Rochester turned away, unwilling to look at Edward anymore.
Edward left without hesitation, holding Claire Randall.
Jane turned around and gave a bitter smile, the dull pain in her back almost overwhelming her consciousness.
Jane pulled Mr. Rochester towards the dining table, "Grandpa, dont be angry, I wish
you a happy birthday, may you live as long as the southern mountains." Then she presented her prepared gift.
The old man and everyone else looked at her pretending to be strong, all shaking their heads and sighing, love is really tormenting.
Old wounds not healed and new ones added, back at the Cullen Mansion, Jane was already physically and mentally exhausted,
The house was cold and empty except for the small light Mrs. Potts left for her, this was a living tomb she had drawn for herself!
Jane was used to it and went straight to the bedroom, for the first time not noticing the man sitting on the sofa.
The injury was on her back, Jane was powerless, and her back was already scarred, whether to deal with it or not was not important anymore!
She didnt even bother to change her clothes, just lay down and fell asleep.
...
In the past, no matter how late he came back, she would greet him with a smile, this was the first time the woman ignored him, Edward Cullen felt a strange anger in his chest, almost without thinking, he ran towards the bedroom on the second floor.
"Jane Eyre, what are you up to today?"
But the answer he got... was a silent back.
Edward was furious, this woman... very good.
He had better teach her a lesson tonight, or he would not be Edward Cullen.
Thinking about it, Edwards hand suddenly reached for Janes back, and the memory of the stick hitting her back made his hand stop.
"Click", the lights in the room were turned on by him, the sudden bright light made Jane unable to help but open her eyes, frowning slightly.
And Edward also saw that she was still wearing the white tassel skirt she wore in the evening, with dark red marks on it.
"Why are you here?" His voice was filled with disbelief.
Edward looked at the dark red marks, his face turning pale with anger, "Do you still want your back?" He commanded: "Come here, Ill apply medicine for you."
Jane didnt move, Edwards patience was gone, he dragged her over, "What are you pretending to be pure for, havent seen it before!" Then he started to work without any courtesy.
"How did the injury on your back come about?" Edward asked casually while dealing with it.
Jane was silent, a complex look flashed through her eyes, and after a long time, she said: "A long, long time ago, in order to save a benefactor, I was beaten by someone."
"You are really kind-hearted! What kind of benefactor can you trade your life for!" Edward snorted coldly, a trace of discomfort passing through his heart.
Jane didnt speak anymore, just let him deal with her wound.
Even if he didnt know his strength, she endured it without saying a word.
There was a peaceful coexistence between the two for the first time after marriage, but why was her eyes sour so much?
Jane knew in her heart that he would come back here, just for that woman.
He and Claire Randall were going to get married, and the first thing to get was her divorce certificate from him! But she would rather die than let Claire Randall have her way.
"Edward Cullen, you dont have to pretend to be nice to me to make me divorce quickly, before it was just to save my own face." Jane turned over and left his range, "In this life, you can only be tied to me!"
"Snap!"
The medical box on the side was violently overturned by Edward, he was brainwashed tonight to think that she was a little pitiful, in front of this arrogant, unapproachable poisonous woman, how could she be pitiful?
Edward grabbed Janes wrist, "Then you can try, whether you have this life to be my Edward Cullens woman."
She was right, he came here to ask her for a divorce.
Janes shoulders shook fiercely, and when she looked up again, the fear in her eyes had been replaced by determination: "Then you can take my life! Otherwise..." Janes tone was even more firm: "You completely give up this idea!"
A sentence completely aroused the mans anger, he gritted his teeth fiercely, but in the end, he couldnt bear to hurt her, Edward slammed the door and left.
Disturbed by Edward, Jane had no sleep, and in the second half of the night, the pain was unbearable, and she was delirious with a high fever, and woke up again at noon the next day.
Jane saw Edwards tall and straight figure standing by the window at a glance, clearly, the two were only a few meters apart, but the distance in their hearts was far away.
Noticing her movements, Edward turned his head, and at a glance, he met her lonely and bitter black eyes, his heart trembled fiercely, with an unknown emotion.
"Woke up." Edward looked away, his voice cold: "Get up and come with me."
Go with him?
The word "divorce" flashed through her mind, Janes face stiffened, "No, I still have to go to school to teach the students!"
Jane got up from the bed and ran out the door.
Looking at Janes disappearing figure, Edwards face turned completely blue.
Shit!
He should say that this woman is ungrateful, or dont know how to die? The back injury caused a high fever, if it wasnt for his timely discovery, maybe she would have become a corpse, and now she still wants to go to school?!
Edwards legs were long, and Jane couldnt possibly escape successfully, and in the end, she was still thrown into the co-pilot position by Edward, who was strong.
"From today on, if you dare to sneak out of the Cullen Mansion, I will break your legs." Edward left a cold sentence, and under his foot, the gas pedal was stepped on fiercely, the car started quickly, and went down the ring city high-speed, at the intersection leading to the Cullen Mansion, "Squeak", it stopped abruptly.
The inertia made Janes head bump forward, she looked at the drivers seat anxiously: "Is there anything wrong?"
The answer to her was the "bang" of the door closing, Edward left without looking back.
Looking at Edwards retreating figure, Jane laughed bitterly, and tears almost came out.