I Became His Sweetheart by Bright Eyes

Chapter 217

Ford sensed the sarcasm in Elijah’s words and chuckled. “Mr. Freeman, enjoy!”

Elijah lightly grunted and walked to the wall, facing it with his hands braced against it. As soon as he positioned himself, the cane whistled through the air, mercilessly striking his straightened back with a crisp sound.

“Ugh…”

Elijah gritted his teeth, his hands almost instinctively clenched into fists. Before he could process the pain from the first strike, the second one followed, then the third, landing on his back without allowing him a moment to catch his breath.

It was genuinely painful.

Due to the effects of the special drug injected into him, Elijah was much weaker, and his skin became more delicate, intensifying the sensation of pain.

The drug, known as 023, was originally designed to deal with captured criminals or enemies. who committed serious crimes. Once injected, the individual became powerless to resist, and the pain during interrogation and torture would be heightened, tormenting both body and mind to the extreme.

Never did Elijah imagine that one day, this modified version of the 023 serum would be used to torture him.

How ironic!

cane struck his back, pulling him back to the torment at hand. After just over twenty lashes,

it all, determined not to let out any humiliating cries. He bit his lower lip until

time the punishment reached forty lashes, his

was nearing numbness. Due to his now more fragile skin, several

to feel unsteady, his legs

side, could not help but marvel at Howard’s choice

intended to discreetly deal

normal walking, ensuring that Sheena remained oblivious. As

floor, the pain causing

reluctantly seeking Ford’s guidance. “Ford, what do we do

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on the ground, asked, “How many lasties did you deliver?”

“Ninety,” they replied.

in admiration, finding a newfound respect for the unconscious man ite endured silently until ninety lashes before

thought, he added, “Did you