Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1720 The Holy Nun, Sarah Quillen

The next moment, the figure continued to intimidate Emmanuel. “You know, I’ve punished many people before–cut off their limbs and even sliced their flesh and bones into pieces?”

As she spoke, she approached Emmanuel, almost pressing against him, a sly smirk on her face. “Do you want to know what the ultimate punishment is under my watch?”

“I don’t want to know!” Emmanuel was bound tightly and couldn’t even shake his head, so he responded verbally.

“You don’t? But that won’t exempt you from being punished, oh no. After all, you violated the rules. It’s my duty as the Holy Nun.” The woman suddenly tiptoed and kissed him lightly on the lips, shocking Emmanuel.

Certainly, no one could’ve expected this to be the capital punishment she spoke of.

Undeniably, it was pleasant and soft. However, Emmanuel couldn’t care less at that moment. He immediately freed his hands from the bindings, pushing her away, and frantically wiped his mouth.

It was absolutely absurd!

Although not his first kiss, being suddenly kissed by a strange woman still felt unhinging.

tone of the woman changed in the next moment.

stared at the woman, asking, “S–Sarah?

did the woman push back

he looked at the woman before him.

stung her a little as she gently covered

Emmanuel hurriedly approached, asking

Sarah finally smiled faintly. The

and feet were scarred and disfigured. Sarah decisively

was angry and uneasy, suspecting who the culprit might

be angry, turning away. “By that reckoning, it’s all your responsibility. How are you going to make it up

at her scarred body with regret. Although Sarah’s words were somewhat unreasonable, they were not entirely

me check,” Emmanuel urged. Sarah was slightly startled but generously walked over, spread her arms apart, closed

snake bites. Due to the snake venom, her scars were particularly unsightly. Although he didn’t know the circumstances at the time, Sarah