Anna’s POV

I just woke up and felt a truck ran over my body as I tried to move from my position. Damn, this man tried to kill me.

He was so rough with me, yet I was the one who was lying on the bed like a corpse. Could I just kill him already? I asked my inner heart. No, you can’t murder your husband.

I crawled like a paralyzed person and slumped to the opposite side of the bed. Though the bathroom was closer from that side, I was naked under the thin bed sheet, which I wrapped around myself to hide my body from him after he...