The Runaway Groom

Chapter 542

Irene’s throat was so dry she could not speak, and she did not dare to lower her hand stopping the blinding light burning her eyes.

That was when she smelled food. Though she lowered her hand to look for it, she still had to keep her eyes closed because of the glaring light.

Even if they were trying to force her to talk, they did not dare to go too far because it would escalate matters, and their opposition were already questioning their actions in this matter.

With pressure bearing down on them from every corner, they could only resort to mental duress.

“Want a drink? Or food?” They lay out everything in front of Irene. “Admit that you’re a spy, and you can have it all.”

and bleeding, but

was certainly

’Quit being so stubborn!”

her stared at the food, and one of the men held the food just beside her lips. “Why push yourself up-she was having double

Her fingers clenched.

Me.. Go…” Her voice was hoarse, and the tugging at

was fine with whatever happened to her, but not

We will keep him alive,

kept replying. She cringed in

‘N-No… It hurts…”