But before she could stand steadily, her legs went weak and shaky, and she collapsed to the ground.
Oh no!
The man with the severed finger approached, grinning sinisterly, "Damn woman, you dare plot against me! Let's see where you'll run this time."
She tried to pick up the knife, but he kicked it away.
He dragged her by the foot and tied her hands with strips of cloth, binding them to the sofa just to be sure.
"Let's see how you move now! Damn it!"
The man's eyes were a dark red, a ring of crimson around his neck. His mind screamed wildly as he lost his reason, having twice fallen victim to a woman's hands, now acting on sheer instinct to unleash his rage.
It's over... Aurelia Shaw closed her eyes as shameful and furious memories flashed through her mind again, biting her lower lip in hatred, Blood Pearl oozing out.
Why, why does it still end up like this!
Whoosh—
