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.

long time for his breathing to calm. Finally, he looked at Samuel and let out a long sigh, ‘Lowe. Don’t

moment Samuel left

door, his movements

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

out of the apartment, his laughter fading into

restlessly, Shirley’s phone had been ringing all night, but no one had answered.

the Gray family, She hadn’t been harmed, but

didn’t know what had happened. When he’d arrived, Cole was carrying a blooded Jessica out of the building, and

wandered through the dark streets. His eyes wese empty, his mind blank, and his car forgotten. He moved like

pain of

none other than

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

Ow! Ow! Let go!