She's My Sleeping Pill

When she lied for the third time, the leader gave her a remarkable wound on the side of her face which scared her the most.

In fact, the three lies were just about the three abortions that she had.

Each time she lied; the helpers looked like they ate some flies. They looked so mortified by her immoral behavior of killing her unborn babies. They haven't even heard the worst part of the woman's lies.

She was sobbing in her seat. Her snot and tears were mixed up and she was a complete mess. Her dress was already drenched in her blood but no one helped her. Even her helpers didn't want to approach her.

The leader raised the woman's chin using the tip of his knife and she trembled at the sight of the sharp steel pressed on her. "Now, are you going to confess to your crimes and tell us where your husband went to or do you still us to continue with our game? I still have a lot of papers here."

Shaking under the man's cold gaze, she whispered her answer. "He... he went to find his ex-wife."

Leader: "Why was he looking for his ex-wife?"

"Because she killed my child."

"Enk! Enk! That is another lie!" The leader said and cut her one of her kneecaps, yet before she could scream aloud, he pushed the dirty cleaning cloth into her mouth. She even choked when the cloth was pushed really hard down her throat.

She felt like dying already.

"Your answer brings us to the current situation," the leader said and pulled another sheet of paper from the stack of documents that his colleague was holding. "His ex-wife didn't kill your child. You staged everything to make it look like she killed your baby."

"I don't understand the purpose for doing that if that is even true," expressed the gardener who had been working for six years in the Quijano family. "Sir Derrick longed to have a child. I don't understand why she kept aborting the children and to the point of framing the ex-wife."

"Good question!" said the leader and he even clapped his hands to give the man a round of applause. "Why do you think she keeps killing her babies? What's wrong in getting pregnant when her husband could provide for the children?"

The helpers thought about the question and they suddenly felt a bad premonition. It felt like their madam was stripped naked in front of them and they felt embarrassed for her.

They would have never thought that an elegant woman like her was actually a slut.

***

Adrianne was lying on the bed without any strength left to fight back. She fainted several times already from exhaustion and hunger.

From morning until evening, whenever she woke up, Derrick would force her to have sex with him. Even though she didn't want to, she couldn't escape. Her hands were tied and he didn't even give her food to keep her in a weakened state.

"Derrick, please let me go," she begged with tears streaming down her face. Her eyes were already swollen from crying ever since she arrived in this place she once called home. "I swear to you, I didn't kill your child. I would never do that. You know how much I cared for you."

Hearing her words, the man, who was about to penetrate her for the nth time today, stopped what he was doing and sat in the space next to her. He blinked his eyes several times while realization dawned on him. "I'm sorry. I'm sorry, Addie."

But instead of saying something, she just kept crying. She never thought that she would love him so much to the point of choosing to sacrifice herself to keep his pride. Until this moment, she still couldn't remember why, when, and how having children become his obsession.

He was never so obsessed with having children.

He untied the rope and freed her hands from the bind. He opened the wardrobe and found some of her clothes there. These were the items that he gave her during their marriage years and she refused to bring any of them when she left after they divorced.

He didn't expect that these clothes will be worn by her again.

She accepted the clothes from him, never had a doubt that they would fit her after so many years that she hadn't seen them. In fact, she was comparably smaller than the times that she was with him.

Derrick watched her change into her clothes and seeing the bruises and hickeys all over her body, he felt an immense pain and guilt.

"Give me a sec. I'll fix something for you to eat."

She didn't accept or refuse. She just watched him leave the room and the moment he stepped out, she cried again. Derrick said he sold the house and even sent her a huge amount of money into her bank account when they split up. She never thought that he was keeping it all this time. He didn't even make any changes to it.

It was the same as the last time she remembered it.

On the other hand, Derrick was cooking Addie's favorite food when someone knocked on the door. Turning off the stove, he walked to open the door and see who came to visit them.

Although he was expecting this to happen, he was still sad that his time with the person he loved the most would be over soon.

"I'm Officer Jackie Summer. We were tipped that Adrianne Corazon who suddenly vanished after your last visit to her house, is currently being held captive here. We got a search warrant for this case. I hope you will cooperate with us,"

Derrick nodded his head and directly led him to the master bedroom. "She's inside."

Jackie raised her eyebrow at his response and immediately signaled the other officers to check the room. True to his words, the woman who asked Cayenne for help was sitting on the bed in a fetal position.

"We're inviting you to the station for interrogation," Jackie said and Derrick nodded without hesitation.

Thinking back to the dish he was cooking, Derrick tried to ask for a little bit of time. "Can I have one favor? Can I eat with her for one last time? I promise I didn't put anything harmful in it."

On her way out, Addie glanced at him and when their eyes met, tears fell on her face. "I missed the man I married. Why did you change?"