A deal with the devil

To Shirley, he was the best, even if he was a cripple

Samuel shifted, turning to Book, his lips stained with blood that dripped down to his chin and onto his white shirt. He looked utterly defeated, his voice trembling. “Sophia saved my life. She suffered so much because of me. I love her. I was only using Shirley.”

Brook sneered coldly. “Then what are you doing here now?”

The blood from Samuel’s lips smeared his face, staining his shirt as he stood there, Samuel locked pathetic, with wounds all over his body.

He mattered. “You’re right. Why did I come here? What am I so afraid of?”

Since the day Samuel broke off his engagement, Brook had been waiting for this moment to see Samuel fall, to see him beaten and last

But now that it had finally happened, he didn’t feel satisfied Instead, Brook realized he was no better off, he is even more pathetic than Samuel

Seeing Samuel in such despair, Brook couldn’t bring himself to strike him again Instead, he unleashed his frustration on the nearby sofa, kicking it over with a loud crash and delivering

several more angry kicks.

for his breathing to calm. Finally, he looked at Samuel and let out a long sigh,

had ended the moment Samuel left Shirley. There was no fing, and

and made his way to the door, his movements heavy and lifeless, like

looking for Shirley amore. Focus on the woman you chose. Knowing Shirley, she’d want both of you to live

Samuel repeated with a bitt Laugh. Ha Utumbled out of the

had been

She hadn’t been harmed, but something had clearly shaken her.

was carrying a blooded Jessica out

his mind blank, and his car

woke to the sharp pain of someone

none other than

expression. His hand gripped her cheek so tightly that tears sprang to her eyes

Ow! Let go!