Falling for a Lie: My Stepbrother's Hidden Revenge

Chapter 129

Bart sensed the surest tone in his words and ded

“Mr. Fallen. I’m sorry.”

Edgat responded with a subdued “Hmm and positioned himself against the wall, placing his hands on it for support. Just as he settled in, a whip like cane while through the air. It mercilessly landed on his

straightened back with a sharp crack.

“Ah…”

Edgar denched his teeth, his hands involuntarily forming tight fists.

Before he could recover from the pain inflicted by the first strike, the second and third blows followed. relentlessly pounding his back without allowing him a moment to catch his breath.

The pain was excruciating. Due to the special drug he was injected with, his constitution weakened and his skin became more fragile, while the sensation of pain intensified.

Originally, the 023 drug was used to torment captured criminals who committed grave offenses. Once injected, they became powerless to resist, experiencing heightened pain during interrogation, subjecting

both their bodies and minds to extreme torment.

Never did he imagine that one day this modified version of the 023 drug would be used to torment him. It

was ironic, to say the least.

“Crack!”

The sharp pain from the cane striking his back brought his thoughts back to the present. After only twenty or so lashes, his white shirt was stained with patches of red and purple.

He gritted his teeth, refusing to emit even a hint of humiliating screams. His lower lip was marked with a row of bloodstains from biting too hard, and cold sweat formed on his forehead as veins bulged on his

arms.

As the beating reached forty lashes, Edgar’s arms supporting the wall began to uncontrollably tremble. By the time it reached seventy lashes, his back was nearly numb from the pain. Due to his more fragile skin, several areas on his back were stripped of flesh, and his white shirt bore scattered bloodstains.

He started feeling dizzy; his head was heavy, and his legs, once slender and straight, began to trei uncontrollably.

Bart watched from the side, unable to help but marvel at the ingenuity of their Third Young Master’s

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this confrontation we ham i styret auf Eigar had early

Mw Miss Syfelaaruf trouble, all the injuries were concentrated on the Bark, thong hins wall normally anut

pondered, Rait suddenly heard a “had” sound Edgar Rait collapses onto the dier, knocked unconscious by the intense pain. The

should

pallid on the

“Ninety.”

his tongue twice, unexpectedly admiring the man

endured silently until the ninetieth lash before passing out. Truly a man.” After a moment of thought, he added. “You

in haste. “You know how strong we are. Besides, this was the Young Master’s orders. How could we dare to hold

lashes? If we do, we

as pale as paper, but his lips were stained with bright red blood. Despite his pitiful appearance, his distinct and handsome features didn’t make him appear ugly. Instead, they exuded a unique sense of fragile beauty.

sincerely sigh. The creator is

face is ridiculously handsome! No wonder our Miss keeps this face by her side. He looked pleasing to

“Bart?”

two individuals still holding the cane called out to Bart in a state of helplessness.

endure until now given his physical condition. If we wake him water and continue, he’ll probably faint after just a few more lashes. Our Third Young Master emphasized swift resolution.

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instructions from the Third Young Master…”

him of the situation,” Bart

residence.

Bart called out Seventeen and Eighteen, who had remained hidden in the

did you two see just now?”

Fallen fainted in the living room due to exhaustion from household chores. We didn’t see anything

to that story. If

“Understood.”

and Eighteen returned to their posts without paying any attention to the man who had fainted in the living room. Their Miss was the apple of the young masters‘ eyes. Anyone who

the cold marble

repeatedly jolted awake by pain, only to faint again.

he

someone

was brought out by police, Eric was astonished.

she had aged significantly. A third of her hair had turned white,

resembled a madwoman. It seemed like she had a rough time during her imprisonment, as evident from the bruises on her

him, Nancy was on the