My Poor Husband Is A Billionaire

At the suburb of the city
The bright moonlight enveloped the grass and trees.A man and woman were lying on the lawn, their naked bodies intertwined
against each other. Several naked men surrounded them. The woman’s face flushed and contorted with agony. She was
groaning in pain.
Jocelyn was awakened by the pain. Her eyes fluttered open. The dazzling sunlight blinded her vision.
She squeezed her eyes shut and opened them again. The open sky and the incessant chirping of birds frightened her. She
struggled to sit up and found herself somewhere in the wild. Her breath caught in her throat as she realized she was completely
naked.
There were bruises and whip marks all over her body. She felt a searing pain in her groin and couldn’t move an inch. Her mind
was blank. Jocelyn took deep breaths and finally remembered how she ended up here, in this state.
“Janet! I will fucking kill you!”
Jocelyn croaked, her throat dry with anger as tears streamed down her cheeks. Jocelyn wasn’t a conservative woman. She had
slept with several men in the past since high school.
However, being gang-raped by the men would be scarring for any woman. She felt dirty, disgusted, and more than anything else,
angry. It took her a long time to put on her ripped clothes and tidy up her body. This was the worst day of her life, and she could
never forgive Janet for ruining her life.
Every inch of her body hurt. She could tell the men had brutally ravaged her last night. These men had just come out of jail.
Jocelyn had spent a lot of money to find them. She had specifically opted for a notorious criminal to fulfill her task.
She wanted to take a video of these perverts raping Janet. That way, she would have something to blackmail Janet.
Unexpectedly, Jocelyn’s plans had turned against herself. She had become the victim, instead. The events of the previous night
flashed in her mind.
Those criminals had scarred her face with their foul teeth. Jocelyn could feel their saliva lingering on her skin.
‘‘Those perverts! How dare they do this to me?’’ Jocelyn screamed hysterically, clutching her hair, her face contorting with rage.
Her screams frightened the birds in the forest. They flew away in all directions.

After a long while, Jocelyn staggered to her feet and limped out of the woods. She trudged to the other side of the road and
waved her tired hand, asking for a lift. Finally, one of them offered her a ride home.
Meanwhile, Fiona was busy estimating the remaining assets of the Lind family. Just then, the doorbell rang. She irritably stood
up and walked toward the door.
“Who is it?” Jocelyn should be at Luke’s place now, and she wasn’t expecting visitors. Fiona’s eyes widened in horror as she
opened the door.
“Jocelyn!” She clamped her mouth with her palm at the miserable sight of her daughter.
“What happened to you?” She knew Luke was a sexual deviant. But he was old. He wouldn’t have the energy to ravage her
daughter like this.
“Mom, Janet set me up! I am going to kill that bitch!” Jocelyn burst into tears; she could no longer control her anger.
She narrated the unfortunate event of the previous night, hitching with sobs.
“That bitch! How dare she hurt you like this? I don’t care what happens to me. I won’t let her get away with this!” Fiona hissed
through her teeth, her voice dripping with venom. She was a picture of pure rage.