Love in the Midst of Mistaken Identities

Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios

That year, Xia Ruoxin was nineteen and Xia Yixuan was eighteen.

"Sister, do you think this look nice?" Xia Yixuan was showing off her treasured diamond ring. "Look, Brother Lui gave this. He finally proposed." In her hand was an exceptionally beautiful diamond ring that had an everlasting shine.

"Congratulations." Xia Ruoxin closed her eyes in agony and allowed her pain to recede slowly. She opened her eyes with a smile, but the smile made her look worse than when she was crying.

"That's good. You're finally getting married." In her heart, there was another pang of sharp pain.

"Sis, let's go for a car ride. Lui gave me a new sports car a few days ago. You must remember to say that this was your idea to go out." Xia Yixuan rolled her eyes. She had not driven a car for a long time since her father never liked her driving. He had remarked that she drove like a maniac. Even her brother Lui had thought the same. But today, she finally thought of an excellent idea.

As she stood in front of Xia Mingzheng, Xia Ruoxin could not stop herself from feeling conscious. He was a father who belonged to someone else, but she had to call him such. Somehow, she could not bring herself to do so.

"All right, just remember to come back early," said Xia Mingzheng as he waved his hand. He had always felt a sense of guilt towards Xia Ruoxin. He knew that the girl was smart—even way smarter than Yixuan. All these years, they mistreated her, and still, she had to stand behind Yixuan.

Which was why this was a first. But it won't be the last either.

Xia Ruoxin felt something changed in Xia Yixuan. She had noticed that sometimes she would appear distracted, and she wondered what went on in her mind.

"Sister, let's go." Xia Yixuan was becoming antsy as she pulled at Xia Ruoxin out.

Once they got in the car, Xia Ruoxin alighted and then walked away. This was how they have always got along. The younger daughter would have fun while the elder would sit and wait at another location.

On that particular day, she waited—she kept waiting, but Xia Yixuan never returned.

But what waited for her were countless nightmares. That new sports car was wrecked and burned beyond recognition. As for the driver, they never found her again.

"It wasn't me…" She lightly bit at her dry lips. It swelled considerably. She had no clothes to cover the hideous bruises on her legs. He had taken her body without giving her a kiss. He did not even touch her.

She sat up and the instant she did, a sharp pain between her legs shot through her body. He had really torn her apart. The most humiliating thing to her was the red patches on their bed; they reminded her that he took her so callously and cruelly. She recalled what he had said—he asked for the price of her virginity. He knew… he had alway s known, but she didn't.

As she stood up, she could only manage a small step before she fell on the bed again. She bit down on her lips. She could not describe the pain on her lips or the pain between her legs.

She opened the closet door only to find out that there was not a single piece of clothing that belonged to her. She looked at her naked body. Was it his intention not to let her have even a piece of her own clothes to wear?

Suddenly, there was a banging on the door. She hurriedly grabbed the blanket and wrapped herself in it.

"Madam, may I come in?" With that, the door opened. The one who came in was a maid who worked in the mansion. She inquisitively had looked at Xia Ruoxin before she laid down a piece of clothing on her bed.

"Madam, Master has instructed me to give you this." She lifted her head and looked at the woman with her red and swollen eyes. She looked so pathetic. The master must have really treated her roughly last night.