Don't Try to Escape, My Wife!

A look of surprise came over Ysabel's face, which angered Fill.

"Do you think that your boyfriend will come to rescue you? No, he won't. If he really loves you, he wouldn't send you to me."

Fill's harsh words shattered Ysabel's hope.

She pursed her lips and glared ferociously at Fill, wishing she could tear him into pieces.

Sensing her anger and sadness, Fill felt pain.

She closely resembled Whitney.

How could he say such harsh words and did such a cruel thing to someone who looked like Whitney?

He raped Ysabel forcibly!

It was ridiculous!

This was once the thing he disdained the most, but now he did it. He raped a woman who looked like Whitney. It made him feel like he raped Whitney.

Fill felt so annoyed that he slammed the door and walked out.

After he left, Ysabel breathed a sigh of relief.

Her shoulders drooped. She felt pain all over her body, especially her vaginal orifice.

'This damn man!

He took my virginity!

I will kill him!

I promise!'

Ysabel swore to herself inwardly.

Fill quickly went outside and his subordinate handed him the phone.

He didn't answer the phone right away. Instead, he took the phone back into the study. Then, he said coldly, "Are you jealous as your beloved woman slept with me?"

The man on the other side of the phone gulped.

"What are you talking about? She won't sleep with you. She loves me!"

"So what? I forced her to sleep with me. She looks so much like Whitney. I won't give her back to you intact. Isn't that why you sent her to me?"

Fill didn't care that others knew what he was thinking.

Everyone knew how he felt about Whitney. A brief investigation would tell. The man had gone to great lengths to find a substitute for him.

Fill sneered. His face was entirely devoid of expression. He was like a ghost in hell that had long since lost human emotions.

The man was silent for a while. Perhaps he was trying to suppress his emotions, or perhaps he was thinking about how to talk to someone like Fill.

"Are you trying to seduce me with a woman? Or are you trying to recruit me?"

the man

very difficult

that Ysabel and Whitney are related by blood, would you be nice to

words

two people who looked so alike. However, how could they be related by blood as

anything. He was

the

showed his nervousness and interest now,

was also waiting for Fill to speak. After all, everyone knew Fill's feelings

died, Fill seemed to have devilized himself. He turned himself into a saber that killed people.

only weakness was Whitney, so he would care about

was lost

of the two men

game, and whoever spoke

Fill was slightly

the

I would join you. For Whitney's

man was

wanted him to bring

it be

ago and had turned into ashes. How could he

I don't know who you are or what you want by sending Ysabel here, I want to tell you that she is mine

saying that, Fill hung

spasm spread all

the desk and panted heavily. He felt a choking sensation in

'Ysabel is Whitney's family?

stay with Whitney when she needed me, and I couldn't

am a scumbag,

Yes, I am.

am a piece

protect the

raped

the point of

had made Fill cold-blooded, and he even felt that it wasn't much of a problem for him to kill throughout his

was no longer the

as if he had also died. Right now, he was only a tool, a tool to repay Samuel's kindness by removing obstacles for him and doing what he could not do for

could a tool

he feel devastated?

deserved to

or enmity with her, but she came

Ysabel couldn't kill Fill, but she tried to kill him

take his life, but he only imprisoned her.

But Ysabel wanted more.

injured five of his

by side with him all these

because he didn't kill Ysabel but only imprisoned her, they were seriously hurt. He didn't know if they

lightest punishment for her. Otherwise, how

right thing, but

a good person, nor could he be a

option was to kill Ysabel, throw her outside,