The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1158

Christopher’s chest was heaving heavily, and sweat was mixed with blood, trickling down his delicate face.

His eyes were sinister and cruel, like a vengeful spirit that crawled out from the depths of hell. There was a tinge of bloody satisfaction.

“Mr. Iverson.” Both Taylor and Yvonne bowed respectfully.

Christopher tossed the blood-stained whip he held onto the ground.

He removed his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped the blood droplets off the lenses with the corner of his shirt.

In Sentania, whenever he felt stressed or in a bad mood, he would go hunting in the deep mountains. He didn’t have that luxury in Savrow, so he could only resort to beating people. He found that beating people was much more interesting than hunting. This kind of entertainment would have to be retained in the future.

The two subordinates followed quietly to the door of the room. Taylor noticed that Christopher’s hand was still bleeding from a wound, so he nudged Yvonne, who was standing dazed nearby.

“Ms. Smith, Mr. Iverson’s hand is injured. Hurry up and help him. bandage it!”

approached, “Mr. Iverson, your hand is injured. Let me help

her wrist ferociously and dragged her into the room.

a bang, the door slammed shut. Taylor stood dazed at

her clothes. As they neared the bed, Yvonne was left with only her underwear, her arms shielding her chest as her

you dare refuse

glaring at her pretty face, which resembled Bella’s so much. “Even if Bella refuses me,

swift motion, he slapped her across the

swelled up from the blow,

Christopher for almost ten years, and even though he treated her as

last bit of hope Yvonne

to be drifting further away, and she was starting to lose

lips were pale

could say anything, his phone

reaching into his pants pocket

displayed on the screen made his brow