"Don't dare to treat me like your wife," he said, grabbing her arm and whispering menacingly into her ear. A chill ran down her spine, and with closed eyes, she let the welling tears stream down her face. "But I am your wife," she stammered, her voice trembling. "Yes, a wife who replaced her own sister to marry me for my wealth, Rain Anderson," he retorted, yanking her so hard that she stumbled and fell onto the nearby sofa. She clenched her eyes, letting the last few drops escape. For two long years, she had endured his constant insults and abuse, bound by a promise to her parents and the sacred vows they exchanged. But this time, her final thread of patience snapped. She refused to let him demean her self-respect any longer. She wiped away her泪痕, stood tall, matching his gaze. It was time to confront him, to defend their marriage and make him understand the truth. "Now, it's Mrs. Rain Blackwood to you, Mr. Nicholas Blackwood. Your sister, once engaged to you, fled on your wedding day with her boyfriend. I stepped in to save our family's honor. So remember this before judging me – I did what I had to do," she declared, leaving her husband, Nicholas, stunned and speechless. He stood frozen, witnessing her defiance for the first time, as she walked away from his relentless torment.
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