The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 31

Vincent said, “You’ve survived two years in prison, haven’t you? Just hang in there for a little longer, okay?”

Victoria licked her dry lips, not answering him.

“Do you not believe me?” Vincent raised a hand. “I swear, if I don’t keep my word, I’ll get run over by a car when I go out, and get struck by lightning on rainy days. I will not die a proper death!”

Victoria grabbed his raised hand. “Vincent, don’t say that…”

“Then promise me that you won’t seek death anymore, alright?” Vincent said anxiously,”You managed to survive such a harrowing time in prison, and your current situation must be better than being in prison, right? In that case, just—”

“No, it’s not better at all.” With her voice hoarse, Victoria interrupted and said, “Vincent, do you know how it feels like to be called a murderer everywhere you go?”

She took a deep breath and said shakily, “Do you know how embarrassing it is to kneel on the ground while apologizing to others? Do you know… How terrible I felt when Dad ran away at the sight of me?”

In prison, she kept telling herself that everything would be better when she was released.

However, when the time came, she realized how cruel reality was.

“Vincent, just pretend you never had a sister. Just let me leave in peace, alright?” Victoria tried to smile. “I will try my best so that it looks like a pure accident. I won’t let Christian get any excuses to turn his wrath on the Coleman…”

Family.

“You’re great at planning things, huh?”

Just then, the door to the ward opened with a click, allowing Christian to walk in with a half-smile.

His usually perfect suit was a little messy, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, perhaps because of the higher temperature in the ward or something else.

Victoria’s face instantly turned pale. She was terrified and panicking at that moment.

Why is he here?

the bed, one step after the other. He stared at her intensely with his dark eyes. “Do you think you’re that amazing, or do I look

are precious to you, but what about Tori’s? You

temper, Mr. Coleman.” Christian cocked his head to the side

braced himself and was about to say more when Victoria tugged

moved aside in

to look at Christian. “You and Miss Spritz hate me so much, so I’ll pay for the crimes I committed two years ago with my life.

clothes loosely covered her

were calm like a stagnant puddle, which was a stark contrast to the mania and adoration they used to hold two years

as he grew a little annoyed for some reason.

even worth one leg of Miss Spritz’s…” Victoria tried to smile, but

Vincent clenched his fists, his eyes turning

saying casually, “Mr. Coleman, you should be thanking me. If not for me, Victoria might not even choose to

uncontrollable as he raised his fist, swinging it

Christian behind her. Their family couldn’t afford

mid-air, his eyes a glaring red as he seethed through gritted teeth. “Move, Tori!” he

children must be waiting for you. You should go home.” Victoria’s eyes were filled with pleading. Vincent was the only person alive who was

Christian. “Never forget this, Thatcher. If anything happens to my sister, I’ll make

at his shirt, interrupting him. “Be careful of the injury on your head. If you feel anything wrong, come to the hospital as

say something, but he felt as if something had lodged within his throat. He couldn’t utter a

he took out a card and forced it in her hands. He glared at Christian at

her hands. It was still the same card from last time. She sighed silently, then stuffed it in the pocket

long as she didn’t touch the money in the card,

Christian and said in exhaustion, “I apologize

see that you siblings are on good terms with each other,” Christian