Bride of Mr.Billion

Chapter 183

Bella’s POV: “Pervert!” I reached out and slapped Herbert in the face. Herbert was even angrier. He pressed me directly on the desk! My face was squeezed on the wooden desk, my whole body was lying on the hard wooden board,

and my lower abdomen was pressed against the sharp corner of the table. It was very painful. “Herbert, you bastard, what do you want to do?” My words were still very imposing, but my heart was extremely flustered. I was fixed on the table by Herbert. I couldn’t move at all. My arm was going to be broken by him. I tried to kick him with my high heels. However, one of his big hands grabbed my waist, and then my pants were taken off by him. He entered my body from behind.

I was completely destroyed by him.

Every time he thrust at me, my lower abdomen would continue to hit the corner of the table.

That kind of pain almost made me faint.

But I didn’t move. At this moment, I needed such sharp pain to wake me up.

want to

as soon as possible! About half an hour later, a

shed a few drops of tears, then I supported

Hebert who had

there was some sweat on his forehead. There was no more anger in his eyes. It seemed that his desire had been satisfied, which made me feel very ashamed. Angry flames were burning in my chest. I turned my head and saw the glass vase on the desk. I turned around as fast as I could

dodge, and the vase

the water and flowers flew out of the vase. The vase fell on the carpet and broke into

his chin. The bright red blood dripped down

long as you can Yent your anger, you can hit me again!” “You’re a psycho!”I cursed him. “I hope that I only have a mental

This was completely different from the previous him. What exactly did he experience? No, I didn’t want to continue to investigate if he was a psycho. No matter what the reason was, it was a fact that he hurt me. I

turned around and ran

found a row of chairs for passers-by to rest on the side of the road. Until now, I still couldn’t believe what happened just now was true. I rubbed my face hard, trying to sober myself up. But my brain was still very confused. What should I do in the future? If he kept making trouble for me, I couldn’t live a peaceful life. Was he going to abandon everything he had just built and live in a new city? No, I didn’t want that to happen. It was not easy to