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.

two subordinates followed quietly to the

still bleeding from a wound,

Yvonne, who was standing

Smith, Mr. Iverson’s hand is injured. Hurry up and help him. bandage

hesitated for a moment, then approached, “Mr. Iverson, your hand is injured. Let me help you…”

Christopher grabbed her wrist

Taylor stood dazed at the door, worried for Yvonne.

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

her chest as her last line of defense, trembling in fear. “No, please, Mr.

dare

down on her soft

“Even if Bella refuses me, what

motion, he slapped

from the blow, her

for almost ten years, and even though he treated her as

the last bit of

knew seemed to be drifting further away, and

froze abruptly. His lips were pale and dry, slightly parted.

he could say anything,

Yvonne’s body, reaching into his

screen made his brow furrow deeply.