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

and stared at the woman, asking, “S–Sarah? Is that you?”

the woman push back her

widened in disbelief as he

her a

hurriedly

faintly. The next moment, she

scarred and disfigured. Sarah decisively removed all her clothing, revealing

and uneasy, suspecting who the culprit might be.

loyal servant? Hmph!” Sarah pretended to be angry, turning away. “By that reckoning, it’s all your responsibility. How are you going to

looked at her scarred body with regret. Although Sarah’s words were somewhat unreasonable, they were not entirely unfounded as the Snake

but generously walked over, spread her arms apart, closed her eyes, and allowed Emmanuel to inspect her as

had no impure thoughts about her body; he only felt pity. He had seen Sarah’s once perfect figure, now marred by scars from snake bites. Due to the snake venom, her