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?"

stunned the man

was really very difficult to

are related by blood, would you be nice to

man's words made

so alike. However, how could they be

didn't say anything. He

waiting for the man

and interest

man was also waiting for Fill to speak. After all, everyone knew

have devilized himself. He turned himself into a saber that killed people. He was emotionless and untiring. Everyone would tremble

would care about people

was

the

and whoever spoke first

clearly, Fill

hear what I said?" the

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

man was

wanted him to bring Whitney back

it be

years ago and had turned into ashes.

well. He 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,

saying that, Fill hung

spasm spread

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

'Ysabel is Whitney's family?

me, and I couldn't even keep her complete corpse.

am a

Yes, I am.

am a piece of

couldn't even protect the

I raped

point of living

year, the slaughter had made Fill cold-blooded, and he even felt that it wasn't much of a problem for him

was no longer the

he felt as if he had also died. Right now, he was only a tool, a tool to repay Samuel's kindness by removing obstacles for

could a tool have human

did he feel heartbroken? Why did he feel devastated? Why did he

certainly deserved

her, but she came to kill

Ysabel couldn't kill Fill, but she tried to kill him for her fiancé, so he felt that Ysabel was

only

But Ysabel wanted more.

five of his

side by side with him

but only imprisoned her, they were seriously hurt. He didn't know if they could be

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

right thing, but why did he feel

person, nor could he

kill Ysabel, throw her outside, and show those