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!

the torment at

He bit his lower lip

time the punishment reached forty lashes, his

numbness. Due to his now more fragile skin, several places on his back had

feel unsteady, his legs losing control and shaking.

help but

be both painful and incapable of killing. Moreover, as Howard intended to discreetly deal with Elijah behind Sheena’s back, the injuries were all concentrated on Elijah’s

walking, ensuring that Sheena remained oblivious. As

collapsed onto the floor, the pain causing him to lose

two “assailants” wore bewildered expressions, exchanging glances before reluctantly seeking

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Elijah on the ground, asked, “How

“Ninety,” they replied.

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

“Did you