Chapter 997

Originally, Avery didn't want to lay a finger on her.

It was because he loved her too much-so much that it hurt, so much that he couldn't bear to do it.

He also knew that this wedding was far from perfect, far from respectable, and downright ridiculous, even ludicrous.

Yet, he couldn't resist. Even in the final moments of his life, he couldn't bear the thought of her not wanting to lie to him, to put on an act just for his sake.

As Avery's immaculately white chest was exposed, a bead of sweat traced a path down his well-defined abs, the pale skin flushed with a dark desire.

Evadne's eyes widened in terror, her cheeks burning with shame.

Pain, she felt it all over.

Every organ, every nerve ending, felt disgraced and agonized!

Just as Avery's well-defined hand reached to tear at her nightgown-

He suddenly felt the cold sensation of metal, and his breath hitched!

Out of nowhere, Evadne had procured a sharp little knife, now pressed against his chest.

A mere inch to the side, and it would pierce his heart!

"Evadne, where did you get that?" Avery, momentarily stunned, then smiled gently, without even a twitch of his brow.

"If you touch me... I'll kill you!"

Evadne's eyes were bloodshot, her voice hoarse from screaming, her hand trembling uncontrollably on the handle of the knife.

That day, she had gone to see Hans, who had left in a hurry and forgot to put away the little knife he used to slice apples. She quickly took it and hid it under her pillow.

She had been injected with a dose of anesthetic, enough to move but not with any strength.

was

her again, she would kill him,

his

meeting the

Evadne was utterly shocked, barely able to hold the

don't have much

with pain as blood trickled down from the knife tip,

my

in the last

deeds... killed so many innocent people. This

yelled through tears, "Avery, do you think you can die

this wedding because you've heard the rumors, you know this island has been

I want you to stand trial, to apologize publicly! To face justice,

didn't want to confront

make her entirely his in his

belonged to Thaddeus,

her, but she would rather die than

"Yes, you're right."

laughter, his lean yet

twisting, "But Evadne, as you know,

then

the knife from her hand, cutting a bloody gash

"Ugh!"

pinned above her head, Avery's fervent kiss descending upon her lips, deep, forceful, suffocating

her entirely, to merge her into

*

dawn, a speedboat, having braved the stormy seas, quietly approached ROSE Island,

and Elvis jumped off the boat, their black combat clothes soaked through by

a

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