When Mango woke up, she found herself locked up in a dark room.
She wriggled around a bit only to find that her hands and feet were bound. Other than that, she had been dumped sideways on a sofa.
As she looked around, this seemed to be a private room in a club. However, it was rather lavishly decorated and the lack of light made it hard for her to see.
A club?
Could it be the Celestial Clubhouse?
So, did that mean that she never left the club at all?
Mango speculated in her head, but she was unable to move.
Then, she struggled for a moment before realizing that her entire body was numbed.
Fortunately for her, this wasn't the first time she'd been kidnapped. Hence, Mango was a lot calmer than before.
Who was the person that did this?
Why did he kidnap her?
Was it Susie?
If it was her, then who would do Susie's bidding since John was in Nick's custody?
Mango's mind raced with a million thoughts, but nothing concrete ever came out of it.
Plus, the sanitary towel she had with her was about to be soaked through.
Truth be told, Mango never thought that she would face such an embarrassing problem.
No matter who the other party was, it was f*cking inconvenient for her to be kidnapped during her period.
Thus, she didn't dare to move in fear of more blood gushing out. It would be super embarrassing if she stained her pants.
On the other hand, Mango couldn't just stay still. How would she save herself then?
After weighing the options, Mango finally decided to get up. Despite being unable to escape her restraints, at least she was sitting upright now.
Mango was so thirsty that her throat resembled the Sahara Desert, but she couldn't make a sound as she was gagged with a cloth.
With all the drinking and merrymaking outside, who would have ever stopped to think that a woman would be locked up inside the room?
Then, Mango tried her best to stand up to no avail. On the contrary, the very thing she tried to avoid happened.
There was a cold gush of liquid in her pants.
In the end, she still embarrassed herself.
Mango was very annoyed but all she could do was calm down and wait.
Her kidnappers would arrive sooner or later.
Moreover, Thomas and the others must have realized that she'd been kidnapped. At that moment, it was very likely that the entirety of Ocean City was looking for her.
All she needed to do was wait.
Mango was already exhausted, but after all this strain and the sweat drenching her body, she was bone tired.
She leaned on the sofa to gasp for air as dizziness claimed her.
Mango didn't know if it was all in her head or something, but she vaguely felt a dull ache in her stomach, and more blood seemed to gush out of her.
Just like that, Mango fell asleep in a muddled haze.
She didn't know how long she was asleep, but the desire to pee woke her up.
Even if Mango could tolerate her pants being soiled with blood, she couldn't just relieve herself right on the sofa, right?
At that moment, Mango began to panic.
She had no sense of time passing, nor did she know how long she'd been asleep. To be frank, Mango was rather annoyed that no one had come for her.
Then, Mango struggled to her feet once again. In this situation, she found it difficult to stand, so she could only roll onto the floor. After that, Mango gritted her teeth and she rolled towards the bathroom.
Honestly, she'd never expected to be this pathetic ever in her life.
By the time she reached the bathroom door, Mango was already sweating profusely, but she couldn't think of anything else.
Using the bit of space she had, Mango undid her pants and she managed to pee.
Mango was delighted to discover that the bathroom had sanitary towels and tissues.
However, it took her a lot of time and effort to do something that was usually so simple, but she succeeded in the end.
Yet, her pants were soiled and her body was drenched.
Right now, Mango was just like a street beggar, but she no longer cared about what
she looked like.
Mango once again rolled towards the door before she began banging her head on it, hoping to attract someone's attention.
Unfortunately, she had no idea how far this room was from the outside, or if it was isolated from people completely. Mango hit her head until she began to see stars, and she nearly passed out.
In order to preserve her strength, she had to stop for a while.
Frankly, Mango seemed to have been forgotten by people as she faded in and out of consciousness for God knew how long. The only thing she knew was that the noise outside faded into silence, only for it to come back before fading once more.
During this period, no one came to see her, nor did anyone deliver any food or water to her.
Mango was so hungry that she was on the verge of fainting. If it wasn't for her tenacious will to live, she might not be able to make it through.
There were water and bread in the room, but it was difficult for her to eat when she was tied up. Thus, Mango kept making a mess out of herself whenever she tried to eat.
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