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.

to the door

that Christopher’s hand was still

was standing

injured. Hurry up and help him. bandage

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

her wrist ferociously and dragged her into the

door slammed shut. Taylor stood dazed at the door, worried for

lips, and his hands ruthlessly

arms shielding her chest as her last line of defense, trembling in fear. “No,

dare

pressed down on her soft figure, glaring at her pretty

refuses

slapped her across the face!

the blow, her

even though he treated her as a toy, he had never laid a hand on her before.

last bit of

young master she once knew seemed to be drifting further away, and she was starting to lose sight

abruptly. His lips were pale and dry,

anything, his

into his pants

on the screen made his brow furrow