A Wound that Never Heals

Chapter 99 Torture Vivian

Avery had never felt this way before. It was as if Vivian’s words had caught him off guard and thrown him into an icehouse.

Avery could not come back to his senses and even felt that he was hearing imaginary voices, but he could not be clearer that Vivian was not lying to him.

But Darlene had a terminal illness?

No matter how serious Darlene’s illness was, how could it be a terminal illness?

Terminal illness could not be cured. It would kill people.

Avery’s hands were trembling. He did not even realize that the strength of his palm was constantly increasing, constantly losing control.

Vivian’s throat was tightly gripped. Her survival instinct made her want to pull Avery’s hand away, but Avery’s hand was like welding on her neck. No matter how hard she

tried, it was of no use.

Vivian wanted to make a sound, but only her face turned from pale to purple, until it

turned to red-brown.

Not to mention saying a single word, Vivian couldn’t even utter a single syllable. She only felt that because of the extreme lack of oxygen, her mind was quickly going blank. The tinnitus in her ears and the swaying of everything in front of her made her feel like she couldn’t hold on any longer.

Vivian wanted to open her mouth in pain, but air couldn’t enter her throat.

Vivian wanted to use the matter of Darlene’s terminal illness to provoke Avery, but she

never expected that Avery would have such a big reaction.

Not only did Avery not intend to let Vivian off because of this, but the killing intent in his eyes also became even stronger.

Avery’s voice was getting more and more out of control. “Where is she? Tell me, where is she?”

Vivian could not make a sound at all. Even if she wanted to say it, she was unable to make any sound.

Avery strangled her for a long time and barely managed to come back to his senses. He forcefully threw Vivian to the ground. “Speak!”

Vivian had almost been strangled to death by Avery just now. She trembled as she got up and retreated. At this point, she could only bite the bullet and continue to lie.

I will not

Avery’s clenched hands could be seen. Avery stood up with at

who came in from outside the door, “Bring in a bucket of ice water and a

face became pale. She guessed what would happen next

covered with

I will let Darlene

that so? Did the person who took Darlene away for you know what I have done to you now? As long as

to look up, “Vivian, there are many ways in this world that can make life

let’s play

anything happens to Darlene, you will end miserably. You will never

were filled with fear. Before she could come back to her senses, the bodyguards had

pulled Vivian up, and without waiting for her to catch her breath, he directly pressed her head into a bucket of ice water that

late October, coupled with the fact that the basement was already even colder, the ice in the bucket had not melted

Just as she opened her mouth, water immediately poured into

resist, the more you resist, the faster you die. Tell me, where is

Avery suddenly pulled Vivian’s head out. Without any hesitation, he pressed her head into a bucket

were instantly scalded by the boiling water, and even the sound of skin burning could be

of blood spread through the air, mixing with the damp smell of mold in the basement, making people feel

and the boiling water immediately entered her throat, burning her throat. The taste of

spread

her mouth tightly, trembling from the pain.

mind, and he still coldly repeated those words, “Where

where is she?”

The boiling water seemed to have destroyed

pain made her quickly enter

boiling water burned her entire face, including her nose, eyes, and

into her ears, causing a sharp, tearing pain in

body was so weak that she was about to collapse. Avery pulled her head out and grabbed her neck

dare you! How

that she was truly unable to make a sound. Even the words that Avery had roared into her ears became extremely low.

filled with pain and fear. Was she deaf? Was she mute?

face, her

hands trembled as she carefully touched her

touched it, the pain was heart-wrenching, and her palm was stained with

out a painful cry, but her voice was hoarse and unpleasant to hear, like the sound that an injured mouse

her ferocious and bloody