Chasing My Pregnant Wife

Chapter 952

Rosalie furrowed her brows. She pondered for a moment before saying, "I can't decide for you. It's not wrong of you to take revenge. If you're going to torture him, can I head up first? I don't want to see you do it." The image was too gory and Rosalie was worried she might have nightmares.

Vincent turned around and realized that Rosalie's face had turned pale.

She was frightened indeed. She was a proper lady, unlike him who had seen it all. Of course she would be frightened.

Rosalie was a clean sheet of paper, while his hands were all covered with blood.

"Go on upstairs. I'll head up in a while."

Rosalie nodded, then turned to leave the basement.

After she headed upstairs and closed the door, she could hear sounds from the basement.

The man who was being tortured couldn't make a sound. All she could hear were sounds Vincent made, some of which came from the piercing of a knife, or something that was overturned. Rosalie covered her ears and leaned against the wall.

day. It was hard

may not necessarily be wrong, while saving someone may not necessarily

wicked thug, that was akin to public

one saved a vicious and wicked thug, that was akin to freeing a tiger and

in this world weren't black and white and nothing

absolute right

minutes, the door opened and Vincent walked out, his knife

threw the knife into a trash

to the underworld and beg

Vincent, and didn't see the joy from getting his revenge. Instead, his head was hanging; he looked despondent, as if he had lost his soul. Suddenly, he collapsed on

down

simply

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