She thought she had no more tears, but once the phone hung up, Victoria bit her lip, and tears streamed down her face. After a while, she burst into tears.

"Boohoo..."

It was as if she wanted to cry out all the grievances, sadness, shame and anger in her heart. Victoria kept crying until she was out of energy. She leaned against the bed and passed out.

When she woke up again, she felt a tingling pain in her chest. Only then did she realize that there was a long cut on her chest. There was no blood, but it hurt terribly.

However, when she looked at the knife on the ground this time, she didn't have the courage to die anymore.

Looking at the light peeking through the slit of the curtain, her bleary sight gradually regained focus. Yes, she couldn't die! If she died, what could her parents do? Trevor, Trevor Clements!

This b*stard had ruined her. He was the real hooligan, rogue, b*stard, and scumbag! It was a pity that her family liked him so much! He was nothing more than a b*stard!

Whenever he called her, he ridiculed her by saying that she was useless; he looked down on her and said even pigs were better than her. In the end, he still enjoyed sleeping with her even if he despised her so much! He was obviously a dishonest, hypocritical pervert!

She couldn't die in peace if she died for such a person!

As Victoria thought of the past, his wealth and status, and the inseparable relationship between the two families, she knew that she was at a disadvantage. She could neither pursue the matter nor complain about it.

Take it as a misfortune! How could she punish herself for other people's mistakes, gravely hurt herself for this scum? It would only make her loved ones suffer and her enemies happy.

No, if she wanted to die, she would rip his skin off first!

Victoria wiped away the tears in the corner of her eyes. It was not worth it to cry!

Women's tears were the least valuable, but they were also the most precious! He didn't deserve them!

the bed. She first went to the kitchen to find something to eat. After she restored her strength, she found her

tears again. She walked into the bathroom and washed away her

a towel. She looked at the haggard and ugly figure in the mirror. Dark bruises still remained on her fair skin,

craziness and his endless tease. Victoria took a deep breath, clenched her fist, and wiped the scar on her chest. She pressed hard on it, and

changed into a clean white dress. Before she went out, Victoria put on a

get her hair done. On her way back, she passed by a tattoo shop

to do eyebrow embroidery

She did

wanted to tattoo

like it. In the end, Victoria chose a reborn phoenix pattern to be tattooed on the wound of her chest. The simple lines were quite artistic, small, and not exaggerated. The black phoenix tail was like a flame, and also had the shadow of a snake, which indicated her dark experience. The soaring posture and the burning pain reminded her that she should

distant blue sky

to see Alicia first. He came in with snacks and saw her sitting on the bed in a daze, staring at the television,

a piece of gossip news was

that many

he

It

back of

legendary Mr. Clements was like this! He was loyal to

each other, hugging each other tightly, there

our Mr. Clements

clothes once a day, but he changed women three times day! Tell me, is this true? Am I

or the playboy Master

and rich! Most importantly, he is

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