Love My Ex-Wife 34

Chapter 34 How Could This Be Claire masterpiece-what a dilemma! Where should I start?" Jacob mused, his voice dripping with excitement. "Don't worry, darling, I'll find the best tool for you. After all, how could I not honor this exquisite scar on your body?"

"By the way, I feel like I know your face. It's as if we're fated. to meet again from a past life," he continued, lost in his own. thoughts.

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Jacob continued observing the other tools, comparing them one. by one.

He was in no hurry, carefully examining each one.

After comparing dozens of tools, he finally found one that he considered to be the most perfect.

Frederick arrived just in time to see Jacob holding a tool poised over Claire's injuries.

Her abdomen was a gruesome sight, and Jacob was about to violate her further, having already pulled down her underwear halfway. The floor was a horrifying mess of bloodied instruments.

Frederick was stunned to see Claire lying there, unresponsive, as if she were a porcelain doll, devoid of any fight or resistance. How could this possibly be Claire?

Chapter 34 How Could This Be Claire "General... Frederick...?"

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floor had a connection to Frederick. He dropped

reality and charged at Jacob, kicking him to the ground. He drew his gun, ready to

the business world. If you... and

also a shrewd businessman, ranking

why no one had dared to take him down all these

with Mr. Arthur Hawthorne. relentlessly pursuing him. If Jacob were to die at Frederick's hands, the consequences would be dire. Realizing the gravity of the situation,

you're spared this time. But if you ever lay a hand on her again,

his jacket, and draped it over Claire's

into unconsciousness

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virgin. Aside from the severe. abdominal injury, there were no other wounds. Frederick stood by, fixated on the doctors as they treated her, his

Richard had arranged everything and left the room, Frederick remained

the feeling that the woman before him was

fierce endure such torment without a

gash on her abdomen had been stitched up, yet she had lain there silently

the woman he

throughout the night, memories of her flooding

with the fragile, broken figure

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