Babel Novel
Chapter 144 She was brutally tortured
Chapter 144 She was brutally tortured
Martin and Chance left the village and flew back to the city.
Chance went back to his clinic, because he had always eaten and slept in the hospital. There was an
exclusive room for him in the hospital.
Martin parked the helicopter and went back home, feeling dejected.
He heard a woman crying and screaming in the house at the doorstep. It sound familiar and it was his
mother.
“Mom…”
Shocked, Martin followed the voice and rushed into his mother's bedroom.
The door was unlocked. When he pushed it open, he was stunned by what was going on in the
bedroom.
His father Taylor, who was tall, strong, handsome and upright, was naked on top of a woman. His eyes
were red. He was whipping the woman hard with a leather belt in his hand.
The woman’s hair was loose and her face was pale as paper. Her clothes were basically torn to pieces,
revealing her beautiful body. Her back was covered in blood from whiplash, which was a shocking
scene.
The man was banging her from behind with his waist as if he hadn’t gotten enough. However, he was
soft like a dying worm down there.
It was apparent that the man had tortured the woman because of his impotence.
“Mom, Mom…”
Martin froze for a second and rushed over to them. He punched his father who he had always
respected very much and pulled a sheet to cover his poor mother on the floor.
Taylor was having much fun when someone rushed into the room and unexpectedly punched him. He
fell down heavily and suddenly came to his senses.
He was embarrassed to find his son Martin in the room. He hurriedly picked up his clothes and put
them back on.
However, burning with fury, Martin punched his father again and shouted with red eyes, “How dare do
such a thing to my mother? Have you lost your mind? I’ve respected you a lot, even worshipped you.
You don’t deserve it at all!” Martin kept punching him.
He was infuriated. He had held his father in great respect before. He thought his father was a truly
righteous man. He had been Martin’s role model since childhood. It turned out that he was such a
hypocrite.
He would no longer be Martin’s hero from now on. Martin was shocked to find that his father was
actually a pervert who had brutally tortured his mother.
“No, Martin, you can’t beat him like this. He is your father. A son should never hit his father, Martin…”
The woman fell apart again when she found Martin beating his father up mercilessly. She crawled to his
son and begged him to stop.
“Mom, I had no idea that he has been treating you so badly. He doesn’t deserve to be my father. He is
no longer my father.” Martin helped her up to her feet, feeling very sorry for her.
His mother was in her forties, but she was still very attractive. Mr. Linderman or Mrs. Linderman would
have recognized her if they were here, because she was Samantha.
Samantha had married into a militarily distinguished family and Martin was the son of Taylor and
Samantha.
Taylor took a few punches in silence. He suddenly picked himself up and knelt down before Samantha
whose face was now wet with tears, “Samantha, I’m sorry. I’m very sorry. I didn’t mean to do this to
you. I just…couldn't control myself. Please forgive me. I love you, and you know it…”
Samantha looked away and smiled sadly, “I know and I forgive you. Martin is here. Why don’t you get
up?”
“Mom, you…”
Martin looked at Samantha in shock. It seemed that he had never expected his mother to forgive his
father so easily, “Mom, it’s domestic violence and you can sue him. Don’t worry about me. I will always
be on your side. I won’t take him as my father.” This content © 2024 NôvelDrama.Org.
Samantha shook her head helplessly and said to Martin, “Why don’t you guys leave and ask the maid
to come in and take care of my wounds?”
“No, I’m driving you to the hospital.”
Martin knew how badly she had been hurt.
“Domestic shame should not be made public.” She closed her eyes and said nothing more.
She had gotten used to it these years.
Her husband had been injured in a military exercise years ago and thus became impotent. He had
been ashamed and desperate to try it with her without much success. He had gradually lost his inner
balance and started to torture her to make up for his sexual frustration.
He would drop to his knees to ask for forgiveness every time.
It was how she had spent the past twenty years as an abused wife. It was why she had confessed to
Mr. Linderman by his bed at the hospital that she had gotten what she deserved as a mother who had
abandoned her own daughter.