The wedding proceeded as planned, the Finch familys status in New York City unassailable. Daisy Buchanan had no power to resist. Numbly, she went through the motions of the ceremony with Tom Joad, and it wasnt until late at night that the banquet finally ended and they returned to the Finch family mansion, Astor Manor.
Carefully and anxiously, Daisy removed her makeup, took a bath, and changed her clothes, thinking only about how to avoid sharing a room with Tom Joad. However, before she could come up with a plan, Tom, reeking of alcohol, burst through the door.
"You, I think..." Daisy began, but Tom Joad suddenly pounced on her, pushing her down onto the bed.
Fear, disgust, and a sense of violation overwhelmed Daisy as she instinctively pushed Tom away. But before she could scramble to her feet and make a run for it, Tom grabbed her arm, pulling her back and pinning her down once more.
"Let me go, no, please dont..." Daisy screamed in terror.
But this time, with his guard up, Tom Joad was too strong for Daisy to push away again.
His mouth, reeking of alcohol, bit down on her neck, and Daisy struggled with all her might, feeling an intense loathing for the man on top of her.
But a womans strength is no match for a mans, and Daisy couldnt break free. Tears welled up in her eyes as she felt a sense of despair creeping in...
However, just when she thought she was about to be violated by Tom Joad, he suddenly climbed off her.
Damn it! He still couldnt do it; he was still impotent! Tom Joad realized he couldnt stay any longer, or his secret would be discovered: "Bitch! Touching you makes me feel dirty!"
Tom Joad stormed out, leaving Daisy, disheveled and shocked, sitting on the edge of the bed, hugging herself.
Atticus Finch, delayed for a moment, rushed home just in time to see Tom Joad leaving the room. Alarmed, he immediately rushed inside.
Upon entering, he saw the woman he loved, wrapped in a blanket, covering half her body, but the exposed parts of her neck and shoulders were covered in bruises.
Atticuss vision darkened, and he swayed, barely able to stand.
He knew that every time he was intimate with her, even when he was in a bad mood, he would take care of her feelings, comfort her, and fear hurting her, never using too much force...
He wanted to give her the best, the most enjoyable experience, always.
But now, Atticus couldnt believe what he was seeing.
"Now, are you satisfied?" Daisy, not having been violated by Tom Joad, quickly regained her composure when Atticus entered, her face filled with sarcasm as she looked at him.
Should he be satisfied? Atticus now only saw the mockery in Daisys eyes, but no pain!
So, did she not mind? Did she not mind sleeping with other men, not mind being so fiercely desired by other men?
So she had no sorrow, only ridicule, was she making fun of him?
For a moment, heartache, anger, humiliation, all kinds of emotions filled Atticuss heart. The woman he loved,I dont mind having sex with other people.!
"Youre really cheap, accepting another man so quickly!" Atticus bit his teeth and said, his eyes full of anger enough to burn everything. Even if his heart ached and was difficult to extricate himself, his pride would not allow him to bow down.
Daisy ignored him and replied indifferently, "Isnt all of this thanks to you?"
All of this, could it be caused by her?
Seeing it was one thing, hearing her confirm it was another.
Atticus felt his scalp tighten instantly, and he wanted to strangle the woman in front of him!
Strangle her, and everything would be simple!
But why, why couldnt he bear to!
He couldnt bear it!!
Atticuss clenched fists trembled, his knuckles turning white as he stared at Daisy for a long time. Finally, he could only slam the door and leave.
He was so angry, and in pain, but he didnt know what to do with her!