Awake From the Nightmare

I, Miriam Naylor, fell for Conrad Ledbetter frantically.

For him, I acted like a truculent madwoman, trying to drive away every other woman who dared to approach him.

But I never expected that Conrad would hook up with my sister, Verena Naylor.

Verena had always liked to snatch things from me since she was little. This time, she took Conrad behind my back.

At the banquet, I saw her leaning in Conrad's arms, pitifully apologizing to me and saying that she was just too in love with Conrad.

Hearing that, I exploded.

I endured the pain in my heart and wanted to pull Verena away from Conrad's embrace.

However, she deliberately tilted her body to one side and collided with the red wine tower. Her head hit the table, bleeding.

Then, she hypocritically said to Conrad, "Don't blame Miriam. She was just being careless."

Before Verena fainted, a provoking smile flickered at the corner of her mouth.

Conrad pushed me to the ground and cursed me for being malicious.

My parents slapped me and accused me, saying that I was a heartless monster who even harmed her own sister.

In a fit of anger, they sent me to a remolding concentration camp.

As soon as I got out of the remolding concentration camp, I saw a familiar car.

It was Conrad's car.

If it were in the past, I would have eagerly and happily gotten in the car.

And I would also take it as evidence that Conrad loved me.

But now, I felt a chill running down my spine. I didn't dare to look at him even for a second, and I turned away immediately.

Conrad tooted his horn impatiently while sticking his head out of the car window, calling out to me.

"Get into the car."

I stopped and got into his car as he requested. But I remained silent, trying to avoid his probing gaze.

When I caught a glimpse of Conrad's side face, a wave of uncontrollable nausea surged up my throat.

Conrad used to say that he felt nauseous whenever he saw my face.

But now, the sight of his look disgusted me.

Conrad looked at me with a frown. He didn't say much, but the displeasure on his face became even more obvious.

He took me home.

My father, Baldrick Naylor, would have his fiftieth birthday today. Conrad sternly reminded me not to embarrass my dad on this special day.

Sounded like he was Baldrick's son.

When Conrad mentioned Verena, he self-consciously bent his fingers, on which there was a ring.

I remained silent and showed no curiosity whatsoever.

But Conrad angrily grabbed my chin and forced me to look at him.

I was no match for him in strength, and I retched a few times uncontrollably.

Conrad immediately pushed me away in disgust.

He threatened me, "Don't think about ruining my relationship with Verena again. Otherwise, I will definitely make you regret it."

I forced a bitter smile and thought, "What could be more terrifying than these three years?"

But when I saw Conrad's gaze full of hatred, I actually felt relieved.

I really didn't want to get involved with him anymore.

When I returned to the Naylor's villa, the originally lively and fe...