Reborn Through Fire

Chapter 979 Destroyed Together

The man kicked open the front door of the villa. Peter held onto the still-struggling Jolina while walking in with giant strides.

“Let go of me. Peter, you monster. Let go of me!” Jolina still cursed without care. The cider she drank finally had taken effect.

The effects of the alcohol were kicking in, giving her a lot of courage. She no longer feared this man. Instead, she kicked and punched him, fighting tooth and nail. Peter was upset and threw Jolina onto the floor. Then with a stretch of his extended arm turned on the lights in the living room.

The vast villa was empty, with no one in sight. Peter stared coldly at the woman on the floor. He had wanted this woman to move here many times, but she would not comply and even cursed him. Peter treated her so well. Whatever she wanted, he would give it to her. Yet he could not understand why Jolina still hated him this way. Toward love and affection, she would always not.

Although the floor was carpeted, fewer clothes were worn in the summer. Jolina’s body was hurt from the drop. She held onto her elbow and got up from the floor. Her eyes were red, and she stubbornly stared at Peter, “You’re just a cruel animal!”

“Say that one more time!” Peter initially tried his best to suppress his rage, but Jolina’s curses still brought all his anger out.

woman into pieces and devour her whole. While at this moment, Jolina was numb from the alcohol and was not scared of him at all. She just wanted to release all the hate and resentment for him that she

so long.

“I said,

“You say I’m an animal. Alright, then I should do something that’s

not

and torturous for her! Once the second half of the night began, Jolina

at Peter. Suddenly, she called

Hugh! Hugh!”

down in her heart. Peter’s cold gaze glanced at the woman under

slightly squinted his eyes. His gaze filled with a horrifying chill. He would destroy it once that day came. Her and himself… destroyed together! If she wanted him to grant her wish to be with that man, he would definitely not

me go. I still want to

like a maniac, with a bottle of alcohol in one hand and a wine glass in the other