My Extraordinary Wife

Chapter 330

Those words were said nonchalantly as if they were merely about eating and drinking, and not about brutal torture.

“No, you devil! Let me die!” Arthur Haddock wailed desperately in pain.

Rather than enduring this kind of torture, it would be better for him to die than to live.

“When you sent out my mom into the arms of those perverts, she must’ve been so frightened. She was so weak. She must be more frightened and more terrified than you now. Dad desperately tried but couldn’t save her! Grandpa, let this be retribution of the pain that you’ve caused me! In fact, this pain that I’m giving you now is merely a tiny fraction of what I’ve experienced!”

Having gotten all his frustration off his chest, he did not even take a glance at his frail grandfather lying on the bed as he turned and left, bringing along with him the hammer - the object of pure terror.

As soon as the door was slammed shut, Arthur felt spent - like a candle in the wind - as he laid there helpless and weak.

Pain throbbed throughout every cell in his body.

It was so painful that he could not sleep nor stay awake. He drifted in and out of consciousness, and in his confused state, he started to hallucinate about the events that happened more than ten years ago...

*

Dixon had just come out of Arthur’s room when he ran into Sienna head-on.

She was wearing a crimson tight-fitting traditional dress that accentuated her exquisite figure.

In her hand, she carried a small bag, and she looked as if she had just returned from a banquet.

faint fragrance emanated from

“Hello aunt.”

as she paused to gander at the

“Dixon...”

remembered everything that had happened in the office

pale white and blushing red,

Dixon, fearing something terrible would be done unto her

tell you.” Having said

was left with

Sienna, he did not regret nor mull over it. All these years, he had always kept himself together. Especially regarding matters

him and Sienna during the day. Looked like he had to practice

handed a few envelopes to Sienna. “Aunt, here are some letters. These must be dealt with.

Sienna glanced at the letters suspiciously. All the letters were

highly reputable welfare institution

contact through letters in these modern times and age seemed

of them.” Dixon reminded as he

dared not utter anything as

the room, she heaved a sigh of

Fortunately, he did nothing.

he would do something