The Diary Of My Dead Wife

Chapter 29: Stop Hurting Me! 

"I don't understand what you are talking about.Were you sleeping here?"

Sophie was taken aback by the abrupt change.

She was baffled as to why he was there.

She opened her eyes and looked at him innocently, hoping he would soon let her go.

"Zac, it hurts.Let me go.I'm afraid..."

"So something happened?"

Zac's grip was so tight that the veins on the back of his hand protruded.

Aman and a woman slept on the same bed.

Tristan was not a saint who wouldn't touch a girl when they were left alone in the same empty room.

‘Will he really be as reluctant to touch her as he is?’ 

"Let me go! Zac, stop hurting me! I'm going to find Tristan! Tristan..."

She began to call Tristan's name unconsciously because she was terrified.

her

silk nightgown and

felt more like a punishment than

because he had taken away every trace of her air and

her head and vigorously

with

tear her apart by giving in to his inner emotions, what little reason he had left

came to a

like a

even bring

just stared at the dark vanity, desperate

that moment, Zac felt like his heart was being pricked by a thousand

He clenched his teeth and

‘‘Stop it!”

‘‘Stop, now!’’ 

as tough as his

and immense contradictions tore his soul and

his hands with a hum, lifted her to pull the skirt of her nightgown, and then

piece of consciousness

discovered something even

wrong with

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