Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

A sturdy body suddenly pressed her down.

"Fill, get lost!"

The woman's face turned pale.

Fill laughed ruthlessly. He was in a rage, but there were some inexplicable emotions in his heart.

"I heard you hurt five of my men. How amazing you are! Ysabel."

Yes.

Her name was Ysabel, not Whitney.

She looked so much like Whitney.

But they still had some differences.

Ysabel's eyes were not as pure as Whitney's.

Whitney only cared about herself and the army. So, when she looked at Fill, her eyes were as bright as the star and with only him in it.

But what was in Ysabel's eyes?

Slaughter! Anger! And even hatred!

Yes!

She hated him!

But so what?

Ysabel was terrified when she saw Fill sneer. She just tried to assault his men and escaped from here. When she hurt his men, she knew that he might kill her, but she wasn't scared.

She couldn't stay here.

Because someone important was waiting for her to save.

Fill looked so scary that she thought he was about to kill her.

"Say it!"

Fill suddenly held her chin. He looked as angry as a bull and even wanted to kill her.

Ysabel was afraid, but she didn't regret what she had done.

She must leave!

"Yes! Do you try to kill me? Fill, if I can't kill you, I can't finish my mission, and the people I most care about will be in danger. I don't want him to die, so I have to do that."

"Him? Is he your boyfriend?"

Fill's eyes were cold and filled with hatred.

In the past few days, this woman was like a clam and didn't say anything. Today, she finally spoke, but her words pissed him off.

This woman had a boyfriend.

All right.

Ysabel was so pretty. How could she not have a boyfriend?

But when Fill realized it, he couldn't control his hatred.

Ysabel looked at him fearlessly and said, "Of course! He is my boyfriend, my fiancé. As long as I kill you, I can go back and marry him."

"Well. Boyfriend. Fiancé."

Fill said in a low voice. He smiled but looked even more frightening.

He was like a Satan from the hell. The smile before he killed people was wicked and mysterious.

"What! What do you want to do?"

began to be a

not have messed with this man! But it's too late

at her. Ysabel struggled hard immediately, because she was frightened by his eyes filled with

to have

"Fill, how dare you?"

at him. Her voice was harsh, like something sharp

But Fill laughed frantically.

dignity when you hurt my men. You don't think I will just let you off to marry, do you? Do you know everything does come with a cost? Or

I just want to live and

was scared

was trembling with

But she couldn't retreat.

will happen to my fiancé if I

will

on a serious face and said

dare to rape me, I will kill myself right

"OK,

his lover, but his words were cruel and merciless. Ysabel felt she was

found a hint of despair and grief in his

'How is this possible?'

vicious man can

mind wandered for a while. Suddenly, she heard the sound of her clothes

over her

we will get married. I beg you, please. You can kill me! Yes, just kill me. I hurt your men, so you can injure my hands, my feet, or what you

only belongs to

Fill touch

fearless. But now, she panicked and tried to bite her tongue

you want if you don't leave. So why can't you just listen to me? You

to a lover. However, he then directly took off his

'No!'

trembling

and push, but Fill was too strong to

her virginity of twenty-one years. She had wanted to give her first

even couldn't bite her

nearly drove her to faint,

was doing inside her. But making love is not as sweet as she once

had to give up in

tried to ignore the feelings and pretend that everything was a nightmare and nothing

notice that when Fill inserted, he also

'Whitney, Whitney!'

shouted this name again and again from the deep of his mind. He was immersed in grief, but he knew he wasn't making love with

would never be

But so what?

was a

low moan. Then,

satisfied, but

there was a hole in his heart and he could not

a sharp weapon and

"Go to hell!"

couldn't shout, but she cried out inwardly

men would become

good time

Unfortunately, Ysabel failed.

wrist, and the sharp weapon fell onto the

smell still pervaded the room, and there was

couldn't help but shock when he saw the conspicuous blood

virgin

fake her

moved very stiffly and looked in

still a

a little shocked

change in his mood. She only knew

of torn.

lost everything, but why didn't she kill