Dear Ex-wife Marry Me by Twin Bridge

"Mr. Sanders, we've been trying to cut through each of the hundreds of thousands of electric wires, one by one, but..."

"What's the problem?"

"With odds of one in several hundred thousand, cutting the wrong one could electrocute Mrs. Abbott," the technician explained, his

hands trembling with the weight of potential disaster.

Beck's chest seethed with anger, cursing the mastermind behind this twisted setup for their profound scheming!

It becclear that tampering with the wiring was a dead end. The only option left was to study the structure of the basement.

Inhaling deeply, Beck's anger scorched his throat.

"I'll send more people to help out. Figure out a way to crack it sooner."

"Will do."

Meanwhile, just as the engineering team had said, the mastermind behind the surveillance was indeed watching everything.

A glass of red wine sat casually in his hand, and a plate of artfully prepared steak lay untouched on the table before him. Dining in

the surveillance room, he took perverse pleasure in watching Cynthia's face on the monitors; merely looking at her made him eat

more.

In his eyes was a mix of disgust, obsession, and schadenfreude.

If an outsider were here, they'd surely think him mad.

On the screen, Cynthia sat silently on the bed, while those who wished to aid her dared not touch her at all.

Cynthia's “training.” Every day, he dispatched five foul-smelling men

her struggle, her rage, her humiliation as they disrobed her, and he would

indeed let these men

It took three months of torment

touch.

the experiment was about to succeed, he took place

forced himself

than a pet, a creature he had tamed, groomed to grow

imprisoning her, why would he restrain

the final straw that broke

telling her, as soon as

sought escape through death, which Summer of course

daughter.

insinuate how lovely the little girl was growing up, how she might serve men well. He taunted Cynthia with

how well she

Cynthia had hidden her exceptionally well, even in a

and underdeveloped as

Cynthia captive, there was no need for him to pursue

“training” over the years

had her uterus removed and could no longer

have had

“pet” under the noses of others made

when he dined.

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curled at

at

"Sir, Christ has arrived."

before, Summer had announced obtaining the Jellyfish Seal,

organization.

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