Inescapable Love Of Her Domineering Husband

"Is this your first time?"

The man's breath washed over Rosina Bentley's ear, sending a shiver down her spine, but she didn't dare to open her eyes.

"Relax. I'm not going to hurt you," the man said in a hoarse voice.

Before Rosina could answer, the man pinched her chin and kissed her forcefully.

It hurt!

The tearing pain made her mind go blank for a moment.

Finally, the man let her go and went to the bathroom. As soon as he left, Rosina dragged her tired body out of the bed, put on her clothes, and walked out of the room.

Suddenly, the sound of her phone ringing pierced the quiet night.

Rosina took a look at her phone and her eyes widened in panic. Without a second thought, she rushed to the hospital.

Feeling helpless and heartbroken, Rosina begged the doctor in between sobs, "Please... Please save my mother and brother..." Rosina signed her name on the document tremblingly and handed it to the doctor.

The doctor looked at her and sighed. "There's nothing we can do for you brother. I'm sorry for your loss!"

The doctor's words hit her like a bolt of lightning. Stunned, Rosina suffered a severe dizzy spell and nearly fainted.

Her knees buckled from underneath her and she collapsed on the floor.

Eight years ago, when she was ten years old, her father sent her and her pregnant mother to a foreign country, only to abandon them. The two had no choice but to fend for themselves alone.

Later, her younger brother was born, but when he was three years old, he was diagnosed with autism. She and her mother worked part-time jobs to make ends meet, but the sudden car accident made their situation worse.

Unable to bear the pain, Rosina lost consciousness.

"Miss? Miss! Nurse! This lady fainted..."

A month later

Holding a takeaway bag of food, Rosina waited as the elevator rose to her designated floor.

Her mother's condition had improved after getting treated. However, when she heard that her son didn't make it, she grew depressed and lost a lot of weight.

Ding!

Rosina took a deep breath and approached the door to her mother's ward. Before she went inside, she overheard someone talking inside.

"Josie, you and Mrs. Walsh were best friends. You agreed that your kids should get married. Your daughter should be the one to marry into the Walsh family..."

"What on earth do you mean, Perry Bentley? What the hell are you talking about?" Josie Morris glared at the man standing at the foot of the hospital bed.

This was the man who had left the pregnant Josie and their daughter behind in a strange place. He never bothered to check on them in eight years. Now he had the audacity to show up out of nowhere and marry Rosina off to some stranger!

"He's the eldest son of your best friend. He's quite handsome. You already know the background of the Walsh family. Rosina will be living an affluent life after marrying into their family..." His voice trailed off as he hesitated slightly.

Mr. Walsh was indeed a noble and handsome man, but he had recently been disabled. A month ago, he went abroad for business and was bitten by a venomous snake. The venom paralyzed his nerves, which made him paralyzed from the waist down.

If Rosina married him, her marriage would be sexless and joyless.

"I'll marry him."

All of a sudden, the door swung open and Rosina waltzed in, clutching the bag of food tightly. "I'll get married, but on one condition."

Perry looked towards the door and was stunned for a second. He hadn't seen Rosina in eight years.

She had grown a lot. Her skin was dewy, but she was too thin, as if she was malnourished. In his eyes, she wasn't as lovely as his youngest daughter.

"What condition?" Perry asked with a frown.

"Mom and I will go back home, and you have to give back everything that belongs to her. Then, I'll marry that man." As she spoke, Rosina clenched her fists so tightly that her fingernails dug into her palms.

"Rosina..." Josie tried to talk some sense into her daughter.

Rosina had gone through so much with her. She simply couldn't stand by and watch as her daughter was forced to marry someone.

Hearing this, Perry was worried that Rosina would change her mind, so he quickly said, "Okay, okay. As long as you'll marry him, I'll bring you back."

"And what about my mother's property?"

Seeing that Perry hesitated, Rosina sneered coldly.

"I'm sure my sister is very beautiful and deserves a better husband. If she marries a disabled man, her whole life will be over. Anyways, you and Mom have divorced. It's only right that you return the money she brought to the Bentley family."

Hearing this, Perry guiltily avoided eye contact with Rosina.

Finally, Perry gritted his teeth and gave in. "I'll return it after you marry him."

His youngest daughter was gorgeous. How could he let her marry that man and waste her potential?

Thinking about this, Perry felt a little reconciled.

But his feelings of hatred towards Rosina worsened. Not only was the girl sharp-tongued, but also greedy for his money.

Perry shot her a cold glance. "Watch your tongue, you rude child!"

Rosina rolled her eyes and didn't intend to argue.

She was too weak and powerless now. She couldn't risk offending Perry.

"Pack up your things. We'll leave tomorrow." Without waiting for a response, Perry turned around and stormed out of the ward.

"Rosina, marriage is no joking matter. I can't let you do this." Josie looked at her daughter worriedly.

Rosina set the food down on the bedside table and said, "Mom, I'm not marrying a total stranger. He's the son of your old friend, isn't he?"

"My friend passed away a long time ago. I've never met her son. Even if it means breaking my promise to her, I can't let you push through with this. I want you to marry someone you like. You should not use this marriage as a bargaining chip. In that case, I'd rather stay in this country for the rest of my life." Josie reached for her hand and spoke sincerely.

Someone she liked?

Even if Rosina met her Mr. Right in the future, she was afraid that she didn't deserve him.

She lowered her head bitterly. It didn't matter whom she married. What mattered was for her to take back everything that once belonged to them.

Unable to change Rosina's mind, Josie packed up her things and went back home with Rosina the next day.

Perry didn't want Josie and Rosina to live with his family, so he told them to rent an apartment.

Rosina was fine with this. As much as possible, she didn't want to see Perry's wife and daughter.

Josie was still worried. "Rosina, even though I was the one who promised my old friend this marriage, Perry wouldn't let you marry into the Walsh family if he thought it was a good thing."

Rosina didn't want to talk about this anymore, so she briskly changed the topic. "Mom, you should eat something."

Seeing her daughter's reaction, Josie sighed.

Rosina picked up some food and was about to take a bite when she suddenly retched.

"Are you feeling sick? You look pale," Josie said with concern.

"I'm fine. Probably just tired from the long flight. I'll go back to my room first."

Rosina didn't want her mother to worry about her so she came up with a perfunctory excuse.

Without giving Josie a chance to say anything, she hurried to her room and closed the door behind her. Almost immediately after, she retched again.

It had been over a month since that fateful night. And her period was late for ten days now. This could only mean one thing...

Rosina shook her head and didn't dare to complete that thought.

The next day, Rosina had herself checked.

"You are six weeks pregnant."

Rosina left the hospital in a daze, the doctor's words still echoing in her ears.

She looked down and couldn't help but place her hands on her belly. Although she was shocked and even a little ashamed, she was surprisingly reluctant to abort the baby.

Call it maternal instinct, but she felt happy to be expecting a child.

Before entering the apartment, Rosina carefully tucked away the Ultrasound report.

As soon as she opened the door, her expression darkened.

"What are you doing here?" she asked Perry, who was sitting in the living room. "It's not the wedding day yet."

"How dare you talk to your father like that?"

Perry had been waiting for two hours now and was already impatient. Rosina's rudeness triggered his temper.

"Get dressed," he barked in exasperation.

Rosina frowned. "Why?"

"We're going to meet your fiance." Perry looked her up and down. "Do you really want him to see you in such shabby clothes? Are you deliberately trying to embarrass me?"

"If I were rich, do you think I'd be wearing these clothes? If I were rich, would my brother have died in the hospital after being denied treatment? As my father, you should know very well that I'm not rich, right?"

Rosina gritted her teeth and clenched her fists, unable to hold back her anger.

Perry looked a little embarrassed and coughed awkwardly. "We'll talk about this later. Let's just go. The Walsh family will arrive soon. We can't make them wait."

"Rosina, I have already lost a son. I just want you to live a good life. Money doesn't matter." Josie stood in front of Rosina, still trying to convince her.

"Mom, don't worry. I know what I'm doing." Rosina gave her a reassuring look and then hugged her.

"Hurry up!" Perry snapped impatiently. He was afraid that Rosina would change her mind the longer they waited, so he pushed her.

Their first stop was a high-end clothing shop.

As soon as they entered the store, a shop assistant welcomed them. Perry pushed Rosina forward and said, "Get her something she can wear."

The shop assistant studied Rosina's figure carefully and then nodded. "Please follow me, miss."

The shop assistant went to fetch a light blue dress from one of the racks and handed it to Rosina. "This should look good on you. How about you try it in the fitting room?"

Rosina took it and walked towards the direction the shop assistant pointed.

"Caldwell, do you really have to marry that Bentley woman?" A woman's voice sounded, tinged with a hint of grievance.

Rosina suddenly stopped in her tracks and looked into the next room. Through the crack between the door and its frame, she saw a woman with her arms wrapped around a man's neck, pouting. "If you marry her, what about me?"

Caldwell Walsh felt sorry for the woman in his arms. In a low voice, he asked, "Did it hurt that night?"

Over a month ago, he had gone abroad to a poor country to investigate a project. However, he was bitten by a snake there. The effect of its venom was an uncontrollable feeling of lust. If he didn't vent his desires on a woman, he would die from horniness.

It was Sonya Brewer who sacrificed herself to save him.

She was in pain, but she didn't dare to make a sound. She simply endured it, trembling in his arms.

Caldwell knew that Sonya loved him, but he had never given her a chance.

One reason was that he didn't love her. The other was that his mother had already arranged his engagement long before.

Sonya was his secretary for years and she had always done an excellent job.

After what happened that fateful night, he felt it was his responsibility to marry this woman.

Leaning against Caldwell's chest, Sonya lowered her eyes and pouted shyly.

She loved Caldwell, but at the time of his accident, she was no longer a virgin. She couldn't let him know, so she resorted to trickery that night.

"If you see anything you like, buy it," Caldwell said dotingly.

"That's a VIP fitting room, miss. You can't go there. Please go to the fitting room on the right," the shop assistant reminded Rosina, snapping her back to reality.

"Oh, okay." Rosina looked away quickly and strode into the room on the right.

As she changed her clothes, she couldn't stop thinking about the conversation between the man and the woman in the VIP fitting room. They seemed to have been talking about the Bentley family.

Was that man...?

After getting changed, Rosina came out of the fitting room and looked at the left fitting room, only to find that the door was closed.

"It suits your temperament very well," the shop assistant complimented her.

When Perry saw Rosina in the light blue dress, he nodded in approval and went to pay the bill. To his surprise, the dress cost over thirty thousand dollars. But thinking about how she was about to meet the Walsh family, he gritted his teeth and paid the bill. "Let's go," he said coldly.

Lowering her head, Rosina followed him into the car.

The car pulled into a neighborhood of beautiful villas.

When the car stopped in front of a magnificent villa, Rosina flashed a sarcastic grin.

While she and her mother had been scraping by in that foreign country due to her brother's condition, her father and his mistress had been living happily in this huge villa.

"Why are you just standing there?" Perry looked back and asked impatiently.

Rosina came back to her senses and hurried to catch up with him.

A servant approached and said that the Walsh family hadn't arrived yet, so Perry told Rosina to wait in the living room.

Next to the French window was a beautiful piano. It was a famous German brand and was very expensive. Her mother had bought it for her on her fifth year old birthday.

She liked to play the piano when she was a child. However, ever since she was moved to that foreign country, she hadn't touched a piano since.

Rosina couldn't resist stretching out her hand and pressing a key. A melodious and clear sound came out.

The familiar feeling warmed Rosina's heart slightly.

"Who said you can touch my piano?" An angry voice sounded behind her.

Rosina turned around to glance at the girl indifferently.

This was probably her half-sister. Sure enough, she had inherited her mother's good looks.

But at this moment, her face was contorted in anger and resentment as she glared at Rosina.

"Your piano?" Rosina's eyes flashed coldly.

They had destroyed her mother's marriage and enjoyed all the things that should've been her mother's. Now, this girl even had the gall to claim this piano was hers.

"You... You're Rosina?" Tiana Bentley pursed her lips.

Tiana could still remember the day Perry sent them abroad. The ten-year-old Rosina was on her knees, begging him not to send them away.

"Are you glad that Dad brought you back?" Crossing her arms over her chest, Tiana looked at Rosina with disdain. "I wouldn't get my hopes up if I were you. The only reason why Dad brought you back is to marry you into the Walsh family. The man you're going to marry is..."

Tiana covered her mouth and snickered.

Marriage was by no means a trivial matter. Wouldn't her life be ruined if she married such a man?

Rosina frowned deeply.

"Sir, the Walsh family are here," a servant suddenly came in and announced.

Perry hurried out to receive them personally.

Rosina stood up and waited for them to come in. Soon, a man in a wheelchair was wheeled in.

Rosina's eyes went as wide as saucers.

Wasn't this the man she saw in the fitting room?

He was Mr. Walsh?!

But back in the store, she could clearly see that the man could stand on his own. He even held that woman in his arms with ease.

What the hell was going on?

"Rosina, come here. Let me introduce you to Mr. Walsh."

Perry shoved Rosina in front of Caldwell and said with a flattering smile, "Mr. Walsh, this is my daughter, Rosina."

Frowning, Caldwell looked Rosina up and down.

Before his mother died, she always talked about the marriage between him and Miss Bentley. He didn't dare to go against her will. So after getting bitten by a snake, he deliberately spread the news about his impotence in the hopes that the Bentley family would break off the engagement.

Caldwell kept silent. The longer he looked at Rosina, the gloomier his expression became. Perry thought that Caldwell was dissatisfied with his daughter, so he quickly said, "She's still young-only eighteen years old. I'm sure she'll be a beauty when she grows up."

Caldwell smiled meaningfully. "When I went abroad for business, I got into an accident. I'm afraid I can't walk now, let alone satisfy my wife."

"I don't mind," Rosina replied without missing a beat.

Perry had promised her that as long as she married into the Walsh family, he would return her mother's property. Even if she got a divorce the day after their wedding day, she would still agree now.

Rosina quickly figured out what was on Caldwell's mind.

The reason why Caldwell came to the Bentley family in a wheelchair was that he wanted the Bentley family to break off their engagement. And he was doing all of this to marry the woman Rosina bumped into in the clothing shop.

What Caldwell didn't expect was that Perry was more than willing to sacrifice Rosina to fulfill their end of the promise.

Caldwell narrowed his eyes at Rosina.

Rosina felt a chill run down her spine. She bit her lower lip, holding back her bitterness. It wasn't like she actually wanted to marry into the Walsh family either.

But if she backed out now, how could she get back what belonged to her mother?

She forced a smile. Nobody knew her struggle. "We were engaged ever since we were children. No matter what kind of person you've become now, I should marry you."

Caldwell's eyes darkened. This woman turned out to be quite eloquent.

Perry didn't notice that anything was off and cleared his throat. "As for the wedding date..."

Staring at Rosina's pale face, Caldwell said, "The wedding will push through."

Rosina lowered her head to hide her emotions. She didn't dare to look at him. Obviously, he was dissatisfied with the marriage arrangement, too.

"If Rosina runs into any problems in the future, please give her a hand," Perry said, laughing heartily.

He was overjoyed. He was marrying his plain-looking daughter into the Walsh family.

Thinking of this, Perry bowed slightly and said in a servile manner, "I've asked the cook to prepare dinner for you. Please have dinner with us before you leave, Mr. Walsh."

"No, thanks. There's something I have to deal with." Caldwell refused without hesitation.

Caldwell's assistant, Tyson Wilde, turned his wheelchair around so that they could leave. When passing by Rosina, Caldwell raised his hand to signal at Tyson to stop.

Caldwell looked up at Rosina and asked, "Are you free now, Miss Bentley?"

Although it was a harmless question on the surface, Rosina found herself unable to refuse his domineering tone.

So she nodded. It seemed that he wanted to say something to her.

She, too, had something to say to him.

Perry cast a warning glance at her and hissed, "Behave yourself."

Rosina pretended not to notice him and followed Tyson out.

When they were alone, Caldwell turned his wheelchair around and locked eyes with Rosina. "You want to marry me even though I'm disabled? Miss Bentley, it seems that you're not a picky woman at all. What do you see in me? Is it my money? That must be it. You want to live carefree as a Walsh, don't you?"

Rosina's scalp tingled under his intense gaze. She feigned a calm expression and shot back, "And what about you? Why are you pretending to be paralyzed from the waist down?"