When I arrived at St. Louis Road, I saw a narrow and dark alley and No. 35 was at the end. I mustered up the courage to walk in, persuading myself with every step.

"Bella, don't be afraid. You will be free after today. No matter how cruel Jason is, he will only make you hurt a little and the pain will be over in a few days."

But I was wrong, so wrong. A group of people ruthlessly tore my clothes and their cold hands wandered around my body at will.

"No, let me go!"

"Jason, I was wrong, please forgive me!"

"Uncle White, I really know I was wrong!" I shouted again and again.

I struggled violently at the beginning and was indifferent at the end. I didn’t know how many people there were, I only knew that one after another, I hated myself for falling in love with someone I shouldn't love for the first time.

"Have you recorded the video? She specifically asked for a high-definition one."

"It's guaranteed to be clear and only her face."

"Bah, niece falls in love with uncle and the upper-class people are having such an exciting time."

They spat on me with disgust and kicked me a few times before leaving reluctantly.

I laid numbly on the ground for a long time, until the rain stopped, then I picked up the scattered clothes beside me and put them on casually.

When I got up, the phone in my bag rang again.

"Hello."

"Bella, why haven't you come yet?"

I replied weakly, "I'm here, No. 35 St. Louis Road."

"Where did you hear that? We are at No. 5 St. Louis Road!"

Did I hear it wrong? But you said No. 35 at the beginning. No. 35 and No. 35 were only one street apart, one was hell and the other was heaven.

I handed Jason's card name to the manager of the club and told him that the president of White Group urgently needed it.

"Miss, are you okay? Do you need me to take you to the hospital?" asked the manager of the club.

I refused with a wry smile. "No, thank you."

Then I turned around and dialed the phone. I called my aunt and told her, "Auntie, I've taken care of everything here. Sorry to bother you."

After saying that, I threw the phone into the trash can.

Jason, 99 rainy days were over. From now on, we would not owe each other anything and would never meet again.

"Mr. White, this is the medicine that a lady outside the door asked me to bring you." The manager knocked on the door of the private room politely.

Jason frowned slightly when he saw that it was not me who brought the medicine.