My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

Janet thrashed around, struggling to escape.She tried biting his hand and kicked her legs.But she was no match to the driver.
He was a strong man who effortlessly dragged her out of the car.
Hannah wanted to help Janet, but the driver kicked her.
"You old bitch, get away from me!"
Then, he slammed the door shut and locked Hannah in the car.
"Hannah!"
Janet screamed as a lone tear trickled down from the corner of her eye.
When the driver closed the door, Janet quickly took the pen and stabbed it into his palm.
"Ouch! Damn it!"
The driver groaned in pain.The man’s face turned scarlet red and the blue veins on his forehead popped out.He quickly grabbed
his wrist, and the blood trickled down from the tip of the pen.
Without looking back, Janet seized the opportunity to escape and ran into the forest.
The driver grew furious.He quickly took off his mask and pulled the pen from his palm.He sucked on his wound and spat out the
blood.
"Damn you, bitch!" he bellowed.
He grabbed the knife on his belt and chased after Janet.
Janet ran as fast as she could.
After running past the maple forest, she arrived at a green cornfield.
The cornstalks towered above her, swaying with the wind.
They were taller than an average man’s weight.
Janet couldn’t run anymore.She bent down and began gasping for breath.

All the running had exhausted her.She turned around and found that the driver was still chasing after her.
Knowing that she was no match for the driver, Janet decided to hide in the cornfield behind the lofty cornstalks.
The wind blew the corn leaves, and the sound of footsteps became louder and resonant.
Huddling in the cornfield, Janet held her breath and carefully listened to the sound of the footsteps.
"Bitch, I know you’re in here!"
Janet’s heart leaped to her throat when she heard that.
As the footsteps grew louder, the corn leaf above her suddenly parted.
The driver grinned down at her, looking like the devil.
"I found you, bitch!"
Janet let out a piercing scream.She tried running away but the driver grabbed her hair and dragged her out.
Janet fell to the ground with a loud thud.
"You bitch! You shouldn’t have made the phone call.And how dare you attack me?!"
The driver angrily dragged Janet out of the cornfield with a ferocious look on his face.He squatted before Janet and slapped her
face twice.
"Let me go! I will give you more money!"
The sharp pain made Janet dizzy; her vision grew blurry.She could taste the rancid taste of blood as they slid down from the
corner of her mouth.
The driver grabbed her chin and eyed her with lust.
Then, he pulled out his knife and tore Janet’s shirt open.
His jaw dropped when as he looked at her milky white skin.
"Oh!" He moaned.

"Gosh, you’re beautiful! We can have some fun before I kill you."
Janet struggled and scratched the man’s face.
Tears streamed down her cheeks, and her chest heaved violently.
"Don’t even think of touching me.I will fucking kill you!"
The driver frowned and touched the wound on his face.
Anger blazed in his eyes.
He slapped Janet and ripped off her shirt.
"Fuck you, bitch! I will give you a moment to enjoy it!"