Sweetheart, Do You Still Love Me?

Chapter 509 Spare Him

"She's my get-out-of-jail card. It'd be a waste not to use her, don't you think?"

Arthur didn't care who the scapegoat was. If it weren't for Jasmine locking Elspeth and Callum up, he wouldn't have done this. However, now that he had the chance to kill Callum and pin all the blame on Jasmine, he'd seize it, no matter what.

"You're evil." Elspeth took a step back and stepped into a pool of mud.

"Don't try to fight. I said I won't hurt you. Now, come with me. It's raining out here. You don't want to catch a cold, right?"

The man tried to hold her, but she swatted his hand away. "Don't touch me. You're disgusting."

"You still think I'm disgusting, huh?" Arthur stared down, his eyes filled with cold fury.

"I've always thought you're disgusting. You're the most disgusting man in the world." Elspeth was riling him up so he would tell her all his plans.

And he took the bait. "I'm disgusting?! I did it all for you! I have to kill him. That's the only way to get you. Without him, we can be together." He stepped forward and forcefully grabbed her hand. "Do you have any idea how long I've waited for this?"

She shot him an icy look. "What did you do to him?"

shows up, they're going to grab

was getting gory, and Elspeth

Now, come with me. There's water in the car. You'll feel better once

break free of his grasp, but she had no strength left. The sprinting from earlier took all she had. Thus, she gave up resisting and tried

run this time. No matter what you say, I won't agree to

looked at him intently. "What if I agree to date

after I kill him anyway. And I might just cut his body up to pieces

Screw you, Arthur. She took another approach. This time, she pouted, hanging

Why are you upset? Okay, I won't cut him up to pieces. He'll be in one piece. Dead, but in

kindness? Elspeth cursed in silence, but she had to put on an act of agony.

words left her mouth, Arthur's face fell, his eyes filled

If he

her hand tightly. "Then, marry me.

kill him, then I'll be a widow, and nobody's going to let me live that down. They're going to say I'm unlucky. An omen, even. Even if I were to marry you,

his eyes. "If anyone says that about

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