The Divorced Heiress’s Revenge

Chapter 1158

Christopher’s chest was heaving heavily, and sweat was mixed with blood, trickling down his delicate face.

His eyes were sinister and cruel, like a vengeful spirit that crawled out from the depths of hell. There was a tinge of bloody satisfaction.

“Mr. Iverson.” Both Taylor and Yvonne bowed respectfully.

Christopher tossed the blood-stained whip he held onto the ground.

He removed his gold-rimmed glasses and wiped the blood droplets

off the lenses with the corner of his shirt.

In Sentania, whenever he felt stressed or in a bad mood, he would go

hunting in the deep mountains. He didn’t have that luxury in Savrow,

so he could only resort to beating people. He found that beating

people was much more interesting than hunting. This kind of

entertainment would have to be retained in the future.

the door of

hand was still bleeding

was standing

Iverson’s hand is injured. Hurry

approached, “Mr.

grabbed her wrist ferociously and dragged her into the

a bang, the door slammed shut. Taylor stood dazed at the door, worried

they entered the room, Christopher hungrily kissed Yvonne’s trembling lips, and his hands ruthlessly tore apart her clothes. As they neared the bed,

as her last line of defense, trembling in

you dare

her soft figure, glaring at her

“Even if Bella refuses me, what right do

he slapped her across

up from the

for almost ten years, and even though he treated her as a toy, he had never

of hope Yvonne had

she once knew seemed to be drifting further away,

abruptly. His lips were pale and dry,

he could say anything, his

from Yvonne’s body, reaching into his pants pocket for his phone.

displayed on the screen made his brow furrow deeply.