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?"

words stunned the

very difficult

and Whitney are related by blood, would

man's words made

natural. He once wondered how there were two people who looked so alike. However,

say anything.

for the

his nervousness and

for Fill to speak. After

into a saber that killed people. He was

he would care about people who were related to

man was

the

a game, and whoever spoke

clearly, Fill was slightly

the man asked anxiously after

brought Whitney back to life, perhaps I would join you. For Whitney's sake, I abjured my faith. What else can't

was

wanted him to bring

could it be

and had turned into ashes. How could he bring her back to

sneered and continued, "Just give up. Although I don't know who you are or what you want by sending Ysabel here, I want to tell you that she is mine now. I do not love her, but I will spare

that, Fill hung up

unbearable spasm spread all over

lay on the desk and panted heavily. He felt a choking sensation

'Ysabel is Whitney's family?

didn't stay with Whitney when she needed me, and I couldn't even keep her complete corpse. Nine years later, I

a

Yes, I am.

am a piece of

protect

raped another

point of living

he even felt that it wasn't much of a problem for him to

longer the same man from

had also died. Right now, he was only a tool, a tool to repay Samuel's

could a tool have

heartbroken? Why did he feel devastated? Why did he feel he was an

deserved

grievances or enmity with her, but she

course, Ysabel couldn't kill Fill, but she tried to kill him for her fiancé,

to take his life, but he only

But Ysabel wanted more.

injured five of

fought side by side with him all

Ysabel but only imprisoned her, they were seriously hurt.

to have sex with him, which was the lightest punishment for her. Otherwise, how would he explain

done the right thing, but why did

a good person, nor could

to kill Ysabel, throw her outside, and