My Dreamy Old Husband

Chapter 205

Sensing someone’s presence over there, Sophia tremblingly stretched out her hand toward him and pleaded, “Save me, please!”

However, the person seemed to be unconcerned about her life or death situation. Tearing his clothes into pieces with his teeth, he seemed to let out a few mocking chuckles as he bandaged his wounds. “I’ll save you if you can crawl up to me,” he muttered.

Using all the strength she could muster, Sophia wormed her way through the mud and crawled toward the man with all her might. As her body ached all over, she suffered intense pain every time she moved. Then, as the pain penetrated deep into her soul, her breathing became increasingly shallow before she gradually lost her consciousness. Even so, she crawled toward the man with indomitable perseverance.

I must not die! I must take revenge! I must make those who hurt me pay the price! she thought to herself.

After treating his wounds, the man lowered his head and watched as she crawled little by little toward him. He then said with a sneer, “What’s the point of you struggling to stay alive after living such a miserable life? It would be better to just die!”

“I will not die!” uttered Sophia with a pause after each word. “Even if I’m a dog, I’ll live longer than the other dogs!”

All she wanted was to gain a foothold in this world through her own hard work; Sophia had never hurt nor damaged the interests of anyone, so why should she deserve to die?

Sophia’s fingers sank deep into the mud, leaving deep trails in the mud as she crawled. Since they treated her like a dog, she would live like one and outlive all of them!

Having heard her answer, the man laughed. He seemed young, and his eyes were attractive and charming.

Having crawled to his feet, Sophia clutched his ankle tightly, sinking her fingernails into his flesh.

 

He hissed in pain and said, “You’re really a dog. Not only do you live a wretched life, but you’ll also live a long life.”

kept grabbing his ankle with all her might without saying a word. Having run out of strength to resist, the man let her claw at his ankle until it bled. Then, without

 

her teeth to

man said, “Hang in there—it’ll be

powerful hands rested on her broken leg as he finished his sentence. The next instant, a loud and clear crack could be heard from her broken bone. As the sound traveled all the way to her brain, the intense pain and feeling of suffocation flooded her consciousness, causing

had her broken leg been forcibly put back in place, the person had

to think that she received the wound on the beach, but it seemed like the man was the actual culprit behind it. Furthermore, the scar’s position seemed to have perfectly matched the spot on his ankle where

man do it

of the experts gathered around Michael back in his study. He then showed them the photo of Sophia’s ankle on his cell phone. The mangled scar looked like a dog—no, it looked more like a wolf

photo and searched it up on her database. Getting hundreds of matching results soon after that, she immediately concluded, “Boss, Madam’s scar wasn’t formed

as he looked at Gemma’s findings; the Phantom Wolf was a mysterious organization, but some of its members had been shot dead by law enforcers in different countries. More importantly, all

cruel practice of carving its symbol of death into its victims’ faces after killing them. However, since its members couldn’t afford to slowly carve a wolf’s head into their victims’ skins, they probably used some sort

wolf’s head was carved into the victim’s skin like a stamp. After that, the carved skin was torn

Sophia’s ankle had become less visible because it had healed over the years. She had also undergone some treatment to reduce its appearance. However, data restoration left no doubt that the scar was

that the dead person was murdered by the organization’s members, and the organization could use this

why would the Phantom Wolf’s symbol of

chill running down his spine. He asked, “Tell me the exact date and location of the mission whereby we ambushed the Phantom Wolf two

the mission himself back then, still remembered it vividly. He answered, “As far as I can remember, the mission was conducted on the 15th of March at Riverdale. The weather was cloudy back then, and those who joined the mission were Abel, Blake, Gemma, Jack, and I. Since the Phantom Wolf’s leader was crafty and suspicious, we had planned the mission for a long time. We could have caught him at one fell

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