Los Angeles: Actress Constance Wu claims she was raped early in her profession during a date with an aspiring writer.
In her upcoming autobiography ‘Making a Scene’, the 40-year-old actress shared that she managed to wipe the alleged incident from her reminiscence for years earlier than it flooded again when she discovered fame in Hollywood after taking pictures ‘Crazy Rich Asians’, reviews aceshowbiz.com.
She mentioned about her alleged rapist, who she named as Ty within the guide.
According to an excerpt of which has been printed by Vanity Fair forward of its publication on October 4, Wu wrote, “When Ty asked me out on a date, it felt like I had been invited to the popular kids’ table. He was 36 and he was a real New Yorker. Ty was tall and broad-shouldered. He had the kind of skin where you could tell he probably had freckles on his shoulders.”
She added the alleged rape came about on her second date with Ty at his condominium.
“He felt me between my legs, and I shyly pushed him away, but he could feel my arousal. He took off his pants and started putting the condom on – an obvious signal for sex – which I did not want. So I said, ‘Oh gosh, I’m sorry, I’m not ready to have sex with you’,” she recounted.
But she mentioned Ty continued and was being “so tender,” including: “I repeated, as critically as I may, ‘Really, I’m not prepared for intercourse,’ my face flushing.
He smiled at me once more like I was a child kitten, held me shut, kissed me, gently moved my legs aside, after which he… did it anyway.”
“I didn’t fight back. I just… gave up… I hate that it happened. He wanted me to stay over. I mumbled an excuse about needing to get back to my apartment for my skin care regime. I said ‘sorry’ a million times,” she continued.
Recalling the incident greater than 10 years later, “I was on a plane from Singapore, where I had finished filming ‘Crazy Rich Asians’. I’d just woken up from a nap when the realisation hit me like a flood. Ty raped me. He raped me, and I hadn’t done anything about it.”
“A strange sound involuntarily croaked out of my throat, almost a squawk. Embarrassed, I hoped no one on the plane heard me. My heart was pounding. For a split second, I panicked. But then I talked myself out of the panic… I did not consent to sex. Maybe it wasn’t violent, but it was rape. Period,” she elaborated.
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