You Owe Me, My Love

“If you dare to hurt her, I am going to divorce you. I mean it!" Song Xiyu shouted towards the door. Bai Rong turned around as she heard that. She saw Song Xiyu with her eyes red and fists clenched tight. Instead of anger and hatred, it was a look of helplessness and pity in the older woman's eyes. Then, the door was shut and Gu Tianhang's men covered her eyes.

All she could see was pitch black.

As she was unable to see anything, she could only be dragged along by the men.

Bai Rong stayed calm and did not struggle nor make any noise, because she knew it would be futile doing all those. It would just speed up her end.

Two hours later, the blindfold on her eyes was removed.

The woman realized she was surrounded by only four walls and a metal gate.

There was no bed, no toilet and not even a bottle of water. She was left with only a table and a chair, and dim light coming from a lamp hanging from the ceiling.

“If you want to keep your life, copy what is written on the paper.” A man wearing a mask placed a few pieces of paper on the table and instructed her.

Bai Rong knew what was going on.

Gu Tianhang had kidnapped her.

After his goal was achieved, he wouldn't let her live to see the next morning

“I want to meet Gu Mingchen’s mother. Otherwise, I won't do anything you ask me to.” Bai Rong was determined.

“You are asking for trouble.” The leader of the pack gave her a tight slap on her face.

She was slapped so hard that she almost fell over. The corners of her mouth twitched as she looked coldly at the masked man. “Do you think I will be allowed to live? Since I have to die anyway, there is nothing I am afraid of.”

The same man gave her another slap across her face but Bai Rong did not make a single sound. The man was burning with anger. He took out a knife and pinned her right hand on the table. “Are you writing or not?” He threatened.

Bai Rong looked at the man with a penetrating gaze and pursed her lips. Her eyes were filled with resolute and hatred.

Her sharp gaze sent chills down the man’s spine. He lifted the knife and chopped off the woman's pinkie finger.

Bai Rong felt a sharp pain sear through her. She pressed on the open wound of her little finger and turned pale while remained her piercing gaze.

The man was shocked by her imposing manner.

He could not believe that she did not even utter a sound.

While the man went out to make a call to report the situation, Bai Rong laid her head down on the table. Her forehead was filled with beads of perspiration and she stared at the bloodstains on the table.

She had two relationships altogether.

The first one, her husband cast her aside like an old shoe and pierced a thousand holes in her heart. The other was a man she loved deeply but they had no choice but to separate. Her life was even hanging on a thread and she might not be able to die peacefully.

It was all because she was too weak and was disregarded and not respected. As such, she was like a carp on the chopping board with no mercy over her fate.

If she could survive this ordeal, she would definitely become stronger.

Just then, the leader of the group walked in with two other people in white coats and also wearing masks.

They staunched the blood from Bai Rong’s wound, gave her transfusion and performed emergency medical treatment.

“Madam Song will be here shortly.” The leader said fiercely.

Two hours later, Song Xiyu walked in. Bai Rong was passed out on the chair.

She took a glance at the woman's right hand and noticed that her pinkie finger was already gone. It had been treated and bandaged and she was undergoing transfusion.

“You guys are too much! Prepare a bed for her and get her some water immediately. Also, she needs round-the-clock medical attention.” Song Xiyu dictated.

“Yes, ma'am.” The leader walked out.

Bai Rong was in a daze when she opened her eyes. As she was running a fever, her face was flushed and her lips were chapped. She looked piteous.

Song Xiyu's eyes reddened as she held Bai Rong’s hand and apologized. “Sorry, Tianhang is obsessed. I have never imagined that he would really chop off your fingers.”

The younger woman let out a snort as she pulled out her hand. She leaned against the chair and said unemotionally. “You and your husband are the same. One coaxes and the other coerces. If you really wanted to save me, there were so many things you could have done. Stop crying crocodile tears.”

Song Xiyu creased her brows. There was nothing she could say to defend herself.

“No matter what, damage has already been done. I hope to make it up to you,” she said.

"You don't have to make anything up to me. I only hope that I can leave this place alive.” Bai Rong said coldly while observing Song Xiyu's expression.

“Don’t worry about this. I will make sure that you stay alive. But can you guarantee that you won't rat on us?” The older woman was worried.

A wry smile appeared on Bai Rong's face as she said sarcastically, “Do you really think Gu Mingchen won't know that his parents are behind this?”

“I know he will definitely find out, but he will understand our reasons for doing this. I don't believe he will turn against us.” Song Xiyu was very certain of it.

“That's why even if I said anything, no one would believe me and Gu Mingchen would also not take action against you. As for me, 1 would be silenced. So, you see, there's no benefit or meaning for me to say anything.” Bai Rong said despondently.

"Just copy what is on the paper and I guarantee that you can leave this place alive.” Song Xiyu promised.

Bai Rong fixed her gaze on Song Xiyu and said, “I believe that Mrs. Gu is also an emotional person. You should understand that if I die because of Gu Mingchen, he will never be able to forget me for the rest of his life. Even if he does not take action against you, he will never forgive you. But it's a different story if I live. There is always a chance that our relationship might take a bad turn due to the realities of life, quarrels, disagreements, etc.”

“I will let you live.” Song Xiyu said resolutely.

When Bai Rong was satisfied that she had said everything she could, she picked up the pen.

As her hand was shaking, her handwriting was all over the place. There was no way she could write properly.

“This won't do.” Song Xiyu stood up and made a call to Gu Tianhang. Her anger flared as she said, “Look at what you have done. You want her to write those words but you chopped off her finger. How do you expect her to be able to write? Even if she manages to, her handwriting would not be the same as her usual handwriting. How can you be so stupid?”

“I was not the one who chopped off her finger. Then get her to record a video instead. She can just read out the words on the paper.” Gu Tianhang was irritated.

After Song Xiyu hung up the phone, she looked at Bai Rong. “I will record a video of you. After Mingchen gets married, I will send you back.”

Bai Rong read through the contents on the paper and the corners of her mouth twitched. She could taste the saltiness of her own tears. With a look of determination, she said, “Let's start.”

The older woman could not bear to see her in this state and felt pained. “I'm sorry.”

After apologizing, she took out her phone and started recording.

Bai Rong looked at the camera and said calmly, “Gu Mingchen, I don't want to die.” Then, she raised up her injured hand and continued saying, “Just do as they say, please save me. They said that as long as you don't agree, they will chop off one of my fingers each day until you agree. If my fingers are not enough, they will take my toes, limbs, eyes, nose, ears and mouth.”

A deep crease appeared between Song Xiyu's brows as she turned her face away.

Bai Rong kept silent for ten seconds as her tears flowed endlessly down her cheeks. “Please, let me go.”

After Song Xiyu stopped the recording, she said, “You are a good woman, but Mingchen is not the right person for you. You will find someone who is more suitable for you next time. If you need help, feel free to look for me.”

Bai Rong shut her eyes. Her head felt heavy and she rested on her arms.

Once again, she felt small, helpless and despondent, as though she had fallen into the depths of the darkness...