Returning from the Dead: His Secret Lover

Chapter 1952

That night, Ian and Kurt went to the prison to see the convict.

Within the cold and damp confines of the place, the convict was dragged out like a dog and thrown at Ian’s feet. At the sight of the two young men, he was taken aback and wondered who they were.

Despite their youth, one could tell right away that these were not ordinary folk from the distinguished aura both of them exuded.

“Who are you?”

“How did you kill him?” Inside the interrogation room, Ian, who stared at the convict with a deathly gaze, looked as if he was a demon who had crawled out from Hell.

Just the sight of him sent a chill down the convict’s spine.

“How did I kill him? Didn’t I already tell the police everything? Who in the world are you? Why should I repeat it to you?”

No sooner had the convict spoken than Ian raised his gaze slightly.

Without warning, Kurt grabbed the convict out of his chair before covering the latter’s mouth and smashing a fist into his face.

In an instant, the convict’s body convulsed before his face contorted from the excruciating pain. Even then, he could barely make a sound due to his mouth being tightly covered.

All he could do was tremble violently within Kurt’s grip.

It wasn’t until a minute later that Kurt released him, assuming that his pain had passed by then.

Ian repeated, “Let me ask you one more time. How did he die in your hands?”

having struggled for a long time, the convict finally relented with a grimace. “He… He refused

“Suffer?”

second the words rolled off the convict’s tongue, raging

extracted both his kidneys just to make

was after another subordinate, who came in

Brandon’s kidneys, as the convict had coveted the former for many years. In fact, he already had his eye on Brandon when the latter first started

enough

he finally had the opportunity to kidnap Brandon. Therefore, it didn’t make sense for him to

expending significant amounts of effort to bring Brandon

you, I had no intention of taking his life. All I wanted was to live out my days happily with him. Just think about it; after longing for him for so many years, why would

Crack!

the blow came

the side and smashed it

“Argh!”

agonizing scream echoed through the interrogation room, the convict held

prison guards outside, they pretended to hear

up

“Castrate him!”

“Consider it done.”

even more clinical, approached the convict while whipping out a sharp blade in his hand. After kneeling in front of the latter, he unleashed a slash which caused a harrowing cry

he had severed the veins in the

stood up and

Crunch!

“Arghhh!”