When Simon came back that day he did not talk to Zhehan. He didn't even say a word to him when Zhehan tried to talk to him, Simon only glared at him coldly and told him to get lost.

Zhehan became more and more depressed, he even lost his appetite completely, previously he was able to deal with his depression after his mother and sister's death because he had to take care of his father.

However, after Simon told him his side of the story, Zhehan only drowned in guilt for cheating on Simon, Zhehan hated himself to the point that he felt disgusted by himself and his own body.

How could he! How did he betray Simon, why didn't he wait? Why didn't he talk to him before?

That day Zhehan stayed in his room and when Simon came back at night, he stood up quickly; he went to Simon and tried to grab his hand. "Simon..."

However, Simin harshly slapped his hand away and glared at him, "What do you want? Aren't you satisfied enough? Now, what are you trying to do play victim again? throw tantrums? would yell! or perhaps cheat huh?"

Zhehan heard every accusation and each accusation stabbed his heart before Simon grabbed his neck, "maybe I am not enough for you... should I call more people for you to enjoy?!"

Zhehan's eyes  widened when he heard a horrified expression covering his face, "Simon... how can you.."

"Oh..." Simon only laughed and tighter his hold on Zhehan's neck, "Now you are once again trying to act innocent huh?! Is this what you did back then? Back then did you make this face and lured a man to sleep with you?"

"Not just that was that the only time you cheated on me? or were there more people? huh."

Simon tightened his hold more and more as he walked ahead and pushed Zhehan on the bed and hovered over him,"What a slut you are... fucking man-whore!"

Simon yelled and Zhehan's eyes widened his face become red and his mouth was gone as he gasped for breath.

Simon released his hold on him. Zhehan turned to the side and coughed heavily as tears slipped his eyes over and over, "I am sorry, Simon."

Simon grabbed the back of his neck and bought his face closer to his, "Oh that you will be dear husband... you lost me respect Zhehan, you lost my trust... I can't treat you as my equal anymore, since like to whore around, I am going to treat you like a  whore.

And once I am done with you, I am going to do as you wished I am going to throw you aside and divorce you and by that time, I will make sure that you will suffer so much that you will regret the day you were born.

I am going to destroy you Zhehan just like you destroyed our beautiful relations because of your stupidity." Simon said as he leaned back and looked at Zhehan with cold eyes, "strip."

Zhehan whose fever had gone down just yesterday still felt a little weak and since he had not eaten anything he felt weak and now Simon's words were like heavy boulders falling on his heart.

"I don't..."

However Simon was not in the mood to hear anything so he harshly grabbed his neck again, "I SAID FICKING STRIP! OR DO YOU WANT ME TO DO THAT FOR YOU AS WELL YOU FUCKING WHORE!"

Zhehan trembled when he heard that voice, he felt so scared that his entire body was shivering, Simon was stronger than in the terms of physical strength and Zhehan knew that he would be easily overpowered.

Not wanting to anger Simon anymore, he took off his clothes, before he was pushed down by Simon on the bed.

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Morning came very late,  the entire night Simon tormented him like a ticking mad beat who only wanted to shred him to pieces, break his spine there was no love, no desire, only passion to torment.

Zhehan cried and cried and cried till no tears were left, he was made to ejaculate till he couldn't orgasm anymore.

Every part was covered with marks and bruises.

Simon kept his words and indeed treated him like he was slut, he humiliated him and insulted him the whole time.

Zhehan's eyes were red and swollen as he lay straight on the bed made under the sheets, staring at the ceiling.

His body felt like it was run over by a truck.

Simon had already gotten dressed and was not getting ready in front of the mirror after he was done he grabbed his bag and left without giving Zhehan a second glance.

Zhehan slowly sat up, his face had no expression and his heart felt like it was burned to wash, and not he felt empty.

Back in the day Simon would wake him up with a sweet kiss on the cheeks and murmur sweet good morning and before leaving kiss him and say the three magical words.

But now that things have changed so much.

Zhehan slowly but painfully got down from the bed and went to the washroom, a white liquid flowed between his legs, Simon didn't even bother to use a condom yesterday.

Zhehan took a long bath before he got ready for work.

Once he was ready he quietly came down but once he came down he was met with Simon's mother, since she was here for Zhan and Yibo's wedding she decided to stay for a few days before leaving.

When she saw him she looked at him with disgust and probably wanted to say some curse words however before she can say anything William came there and in front of William no one can dare to say anything unless they want to be doomed.

"Zhehan... are you okay?"

Zhehan forced himself to smile and nodded, "I am okay dad, I  had a fever but now it's gone down, I had also taken my meds."

William nodded, "Take care of yourself."

Zhehan nodded and then left. Zhehan worked in one of the biggest and most prestigious IT firms in the city and was in a high position.

His pay was high as well and he had made a name for himself however today when he came to the office and went to his office a letter waited for him on his desk.

Many employees were looking at him and talking behind his back.

When Zhehan saw the letter he didn't have a good feeling about it, he grabbed the letter with shaky hands and read its content.

And when he saw what was written over there his heart that was already broken shattered into a million pieces, he stumbled back and sat on the chair.

While his boss entered his office and stood beside him, "Zhehan... I am really sorry to say this... but this decision was made by the higher-ups... you have to vacate the office."

Zhehan as staring at the letter before he spoke to his boss, he knew very, well why this happened and who made this happen but he still felt horrible, "All my hard work and dedication to this company... every effort... all of that... just flushed down the drain?" he asked to no one.

His boss who felt pity for him only put his hand on his shoulder to console him.

When Zhehan got up and dialed Simon's number but Simon did not answer, Zhehan got frustrated and rushed out he took his car and drove to Simon's company, and he barged in there.

Zhehan was a known face everyone knew him as the husband of their boss so no one stopped him instead everyone greeted him with respect.

"SIMON!" Zhehan barged inside Simon's room and saw him sitting on the chair Simon only looked at him with cold eyes, "This is not your house that you can come here whenever you want."

"How can you do this to me you took my job!? you knew how hard I worked for it and how much I loved it, and you... HOW CAN YOU SIMON!" Zhehan yelled with frustration.

Simon closed his files and got up before walking to Zhehan, "Why do you think that you are so important that  I would go so far for you? You are useless and your department saw your incompatibility and hence they fired you."

Zhehan moved his hand through his hair, he felt so frustrated and helpless that he felt like he was falling into an endless abyss, "Simon... please... I am sorry. but please don't take my job please."

Zhehan begged desperately, however, Simon sighed, "Get out of here I don't have time to see your drama and I don't want to hear anything..."

"But Simon..."

However Simon picked up a landline and called security, Zhehan clenched his fists before he walked out of there.

When he came out he felt lost, he didn't understand where to go, who should he go to? what should he do? His life was falling apart.

So he sat in his car and mindlessly drove... he drove to the hospital where his father was admitted and decided to talk to his father... after all his father is the only one he can go to at this point and seek his comfort.