Convenient Marriage: Mr. Nelson's Love Trap by Hannah Baker

Before he almost succeeded, suddenly, he widened his eyes and gaped at Theresa in disbelief. “You...”

Theresa was holding a candlestick. She just stabbed the sharp needle for a candle into the back of his neck.

“Bitch! How dare you to hurt me!” John pinched Theresa’s neck fiercely and increased his strength, trying to strangle her.

Theresa almost couldn’t breathe. However, she didn’t give up. She couldn’t die. She wanted to survive and maintain her purity. Gripping the candlestick tightly, she kept stabbing it on him using all her strength, one after another.

“Ouch!” John let out a roar in pain. The two men outside exchanged their glances, clicking their tongues.

They misunderstood that John had been too crazy, so they didn’t take it seriously.

However, John had been rolling on the floor in pain. Theresa had two stabs on the main artery of his neck, and blood kept flowing out from the wounds. He thought that he was dying, howling on the ground.

Theresa stood up calmly. Picking up the bench next to her, she smashed them on John’s head several times. John blacked out, lying on the ground motionlessly.

The two men outside the room sensed something wrong, but they dared not to rush in, afraid that they would interrupt John and would be scolded by him. Standing at the door, one of them asked, “Mr. Kinney?”

Theresa wrapped her clothes. After being in a panic for two seconds, she shouted, “Shut the fuck up! Don’t disturb us! Fuck off!”

The two men were startled. Clicking their tongues, they said, “Jesus. They seem to have fun. She’s such a slut!”

Theresa stared at the door nervously. Upon hearing their footsteps going afar, she finally breathed a sigh of relief. Leaning against the wall, she covered her chest and gasped. Her heart hammered like a spring without frequency. Right at this moment, she felt so helpless. She shed tears in a panic.

she realized that it wasn’t time for her to weep yet. She

so there was no window at all. There was only an air vent on the roof. She moved the benches to the wall and put them one

between her feet and the wall. Since the wall was too high, she couldn’t step on the ground at all, so she had to release her hand

soon as possible. Barefoot, she was running on the mountain without any roads, afraid that she would

away. The pricking thorns

into her foot. She hissed but still keep on

know that John had been to the storage room behind the temple. When they went to the backyard, they saw two men sitting at the door. Now they were sure that Theresa

subordinates who tracked John successfully knocked down the

room. In this messy and stinky room, there was no

they understood that someone used to stay in there. Soon, they were attracted by the inner room. Armand rushed over and reached out to push it open but failed.

leg and kicked on the door. With a big bang, the two doors shook. However, the door wasn’t opened. The two doors were locked from the inside with the iron lock, which wasn’t like a single door that was so easy to be opened. Boyce walked over. They kicked the door together

lying on the ground naked, soaking in his blood. There were no big wounds on him. The blood flew out all the small stab wounds caused by the candlestick. However, Theresa had used

care if John was alive or dead. The key point was that he

to find the latter was trembling all over. The blue veins on his side face, as well as his neck, popped out as if his anger would

Armand picked up a bench next to the wooden table, rushed to John, and smashed it on him violently. They didn’t hear any loud

didn’t pity John. Even if they would kill John, they shouldn’t kill him in this way, which was way too easy

John had succeeded or if she wanted to die, they must find her first. “Calm down, Armand. Theresa isn’t here, so she must have escaped. Look. There are benches next to

reddened. Without speaking, he turned around

gaze, looking quite

asking him to send

they went to the back of the