Come To Me (Amelia and Patrick)

Chapter 1849

Owen breathed a sigh of relief on the other end of the phone. "Brother, if you don't talk about it again, I'm really afraid that I'll lend you a corpse."

Patrick asked, "How long has it been? He's dying so soon?"

Owen was not in a good mood. "What do you think? He's a weak and noble young man. How can he withstand the torture of those rough men? If not for the prison guards keeping an eye on him, he'll be dead long ago!"

Patrick said, "Okay, I'll go and pick him up now. Ask him to clean up. I don't want him to sully my wife and father-in-law's eyes."

"Yes." After Owen finished the call, he immediately asked the prison guards to take Daniel out of the prison cell.

At this moment, Daniel was being ridden by someone on the back, crawling up and down like a horse.

His expression had become numb, and basically he would do whatever the prisoners said.

He could feel that this group of people wanted to kill him several times directly. However, due to the frequent patrol and warnings of the prison guards, they did not dare to kill him easily.

It should be known that it was one thing to "die" in the cell, but another thing to be killed by the prisonmate. Killing people required careful techniques.

That was why this group of people were trying to humiliate him. They wanted to force him until he couldn't take it anymore and end his life on his own.

But... he didn't want to die...

He still had his mother and brother. If he died like this, what would they do?

He was the pillar of their family...

Every time he thought of this, Daniel would grit his teeth and force himself to endure.

Between life and death, he chose to live!

At this time, the man on his back was stretching out his hand to pat his numb face and jokingly said, "Good horse, crawl quickly. I'm enjoying myself. I'll give you meat at noon."

For the sake of a bite of meat, Daniel supported a fat man weighing more than 100 kilograms and crawled from one side to the other.

Just as he was sweating profusely, the prison guard suddenly came in and wanted to take him away.

Again?

Did Patrick really want to see

half a month ago, Daniel bit his teeth and

course not. The prison guard told

maintained her kneeling posture and said weakly, "I can't get

used Daniel as a riding horse had already slipped down from his back when the prison guards opened

the fatty immediately "kindly" reached out his hand and lifted Daniel up from the

and came to the bathroom

"There's shampoo, shower gel,

the item at his

prison guard said, "Just use it.

expression suddenly turned

"The last dinner?"

prison officer asked impatiently, "What

bag by his feet and walked

the first day he was locked in the prison cell with others, Daniel's upper body had always been

the weather had not begun to turn cold yet. Otherwise, his body, which lacked exercise, would not

the prison guard had been standing by his side and staring at him. Daniel, who had been harassed by Scout to the point of lesing

"What's wrong? Is the zipper

you please leave?"

"No, the officer ordered me to keep an eye

vaguely at the bag

the bag was a razor-sharp knife. It wasn't good

hearing this, Daniel could only finish showering quickly. He did not use

bent over and took out the tonsure and hair

recognize was reflected in the mirror. Daniel's eyes darkened as he lifted up

his beard, his appearance instantly

a month ago. The remaining thirty percent had long

his bangs with hair gel. He

and down, he walked to him and sniffed.

when he stood

and down, Owen nodded to the prison guard