In my view, it was because he didn't care about me. Whether I would be dead or alive and how I felt, none of it mattered.

As for Anna, she just thought that I was unreasonable and reckless.

I had my pride.

Thus, I would never tell anyone that my beloved one married me because of my father.

The moment I was rescued from the kidnappers, I was lying on the ground, unable to move. Under the gaze of many people, I buried my head very low, wishing I could bury it in the soil.

I wondered if they would also think that it was all the result of my fault.

I wanted to explain to them. I didn't do anything wrong, and it wasn't my fault.

Rosie, the gentle female police officer, took off her clothes to cover me and then picked me up.

She said firmly to me, "Ms. Ball, believe me. Everything will be fine."

I knew that it wouldn't get better.

I was destroyed so much that I couldn't recover.

At that time, I was wondering why I didn't die immediately.

I had no idea why I was still alive after suffering pain.

I doubted whether I could live well for the rest of my life.

The doctor who examined me said that I would vomit and feel nauseous. Besides, my stomach would no longer be able to absorb the nutrients my body needed.

I would have to rely on nutrient solutions later.

The officer arranged for a psychologist to counsel me, then looked serious after the counseling.

She saved her phone number and contact information on my phone, reminding me, "Ms. Ball, if you need me, I can accompany you 24 hours a day."

I shook my head.

I asked the police officers not to make the kidnapping public and asked them not to post my photo.

But as the case was serious, they were in a dilemma.

I told them that I would try to stay alive.

Maybe it was what I said that touched them.

They finally agreed to my request and took me home.

Back to reality, Kurt continued to knock on the door. I took the phone tremblingly and sent him a message on WhatsApp.

[I don't want to see you now. Let's get a divorce tomorrow morning.]

Kurt: [Why?]

I replied: [No reason. I just don't want to waste time with you anymore, and it's boring. I'll move out after the divorce.]

Kurt: [Lara, this is your home.]

As I looked at these words, tears couldn't stop rolling down from the corners of my eyes and soaking into my hair.

[It used to be, but it's no longer my home after we get married.]