"Don't apologize!"
My shoulder was dislocated and I was grimacing in pain.
I can only grit my teeth and hold back the tears of humiliation:
"sorry……"
Alexander Rossi puts his arm around Isabella Rossi's waist:
"Have you calmed down?"
"Hmm~ half."
Alexander Rossi laughed, picked him up and turned around:
"Make it up to your other half soon!"
Everyone's attention was on the couple.
I was finally let go and fell to the ground with a "thump".
That night, after I stumbled back home, I received a video.
In the picture, Isabella Rossi's princess dress was torn to pieces.
She showed me all the ambiguity of her fair skin, and from time to time I could hear Alexander Rossi's unbearable growl.
I replied:
[Sure enough]
Then delete and block it.
Fortunately, that night, my parents prepared a grand coming-of-age ceremony for me.
My unhappiness quickly disappeared.
However, the next day, when I was drinking with my bestie, Alexander Rossi came up with a group of people and suddenly grabbed my neck:
"Where's Isabella?"
"Alexander Rossi what are you doing!"
Her best friend Sophia Johnson tried to stop him but was pinned to the ground by the bodyguard.
Alexander Rossi's eyes were red:
"Where on earth did you hide her?"
My neck was pinched and it hurt:
"Ahem! What are you... talking about..."
A pink mobile phone was thrown in front of him.
The above is the chat record between me and Isabella Rossi.
But the video that Isabella Rossi sent me disappeared.
The only thing on the screen was my words:
[Sure enough]
“Bang!”
A slap hit me on the face and knocked me to the ground.
Alexander Rossi looks down on us:
"If we talk about being mean, who is meaner than you?"
My mind suddenly recalled my past life.
He is reminding me.
It reminds me of what he said when he pinched my parents' chins and forced them to look at me when I was enduring inhuman torture:
"Now she can only be tortured by a group of Community College of Boston students. Who do you think is more despicable?"
"Yeah...slutty!"
I wiped the blood from the corner of my mouth and smiled sarcastically:
"She is a slut, and you are a slut too! Do you need me to remind you of what you did?"
Alexander Rossi's face darkened.
He nodded with a dangerous smile on his face:
"It seems that you have forgotten what you used to look like, come here!
"Strip Ms. Song and tie her to the dining table!"
“Alexander Rossi！”
I struggled: "How dare you!"
He pinched my chin, veins popping out on the back of his hand:
"Then tell me where you hid her."
"It wasn't me!"
His expression turned cold.
He reached down and unbuttoned my shirt:
"Get started!"
"don't want!!"
The pain of being humiliated in my past life flooded my mind again.
If I had to go through it again, I would rather die now.
I don't know where I got the strength from, I tore off one of my sleeves, smashed the cup, and held up the pieces:
"Don't touch me!"
Alexander Rossi turned and looked at me in surprise.
I clutched the fragments tightly, my palms bleeding:
"I will kill anyone who dares to touch me! I am not afraid of going to jail!"
A dozen bodyguards frowned.
Although they can work together to subdue me, whoever goes up first will likely be stabbed or even killed.
The most terrifying people are those who don’t care about their lives. They dare not gamble.
Alexander Rossi also fell silent for a moment.
I let the blood from my palms flow to the ground and form a pool of blood:
