Stanley pressed Natalie against her shoe cabinet and hooked her chin up as he lowered his head to kiss her.

Just when he was about to touch her lips, the apartment door was kicked down with a loud thud.

Stanley was taken back and turned to look in the direction of the door.

Noticing that Shane was standing outside the door, Stanley grimaced. “It's you again! Why do you always ruin things for me?”

Shane paid no heed to Stanley. He retracted his legs slowly and entered the house with a grim face. The man pulled Natalie over to his side and examined her from head to toe to make sure that she was alright.

Noticing that her clothes were still intact, the man finally heaved a sigh of relief.

However, he soon noticed that something was off with her.

Expressionless, the hollow-eyed woman looked like a soulless puppet, saying nothing.

“What did you do to her?” Shane shot Stanley a murderous gaze with a frigid tone.

seemed unfazed and broke into a cackle. “Why don't you take a

his grip, Shane bellowed, “I don't have the mood to play games with you! What the hell did you do

to attack him right away,

soon regained his composure and cast a glance at Natalie who was behind Shane. The man laughed hysterically and

deepened as he gauged the psycho before

fearless. My death threat is not going to work

in mind, Shane

to the floor as he clenched his neck and coughed violently. His veins were popping as a result, with his face flushed beetroot from choking. The man's glasses hung on his nose wobbly as if it was about to fall, but

in a daze before Stanley and threatened, “I will not kill

out his cell phone

not take him long to answer Shane's call.

glanced at Natalie and tried his best to describe her

serious after hearing him. “From the way you describe her condition, I think Natalie's been

narrowed his

any other possible explanation for her

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