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.”

eyes narrowed. Her lips were cracked and bleeding, but she firmly

fortitude was

’Quit being so stubborn!”

see how much longer she that Irene would stay apathetic with the temptation for food-she could resist it now, but than usual, and the scent of foot gnawed at her stared at the food, and one of the men held the food just beside her lips.

Her fingers clenched.

was hoarse, and the tugging at

fine with whatever happened to her,

your baby die, are you? We will keep him alive,

that they kept replying. She cringed in shock and sobbed

‘N-No… It hurts…”