The Indifferent Ex-Husband Heartstrings in the Mall of Fate

Chapter 577

When the black Cayenne screeched to a halt in front of the troubled overpass, Brandon had already stepped out of the car with a stony expression, marching to the rear door to yank it open. Bending over, his hand snapped accurately onto Marian's arm.

Marian was petrified, frantically shaking her head and struggling, refusing to get out of the car. But did Brandon care whether she wanted to or not? He wasn't even worried about dislocating her arm. His grip was like a vice on her shoulder, and with a sudden forceful move, he hoisted her right out of the car.

"Help, somebody help me!"

Marian's instinctive scream only fueled Brandon's rage. His grip on her shoulder tightened in a flash.

Bone-crushing pain shot through her. In the biting cold of winter, Marian was sweating bullets from the pain.

Brandon didn't loosen his iron grip; instead, he just stood there, staring at her with bloodshot eyes, his gaze savage and bloodthirsty.

"She didn't even have a chance to cry for help!"

Brandon's eyes were locked on her as he spat out each word with icy

detachment, his grip intensifying once more, as if he wanted to crush her bones to dust.

Marian's face went white with pain, so intense she couldn't even make a sound, yet she looked at Brandon with a mix of grievance and innocence, "What does this have to do with me?"

"You think without evidence I can't touch you?"

with a sudden push

off the bridge, just like Sophia had been. Pure

abruptly muffled by the coat stuffed into her mouth. Brandon,

she couldn't scream. A paralyzing fear

some sense of reason in Brandon. But Brandon was unmoved, emotionless as he hauled

emotionlessly dragging Marian up towards the bridge. His whole demeanor was chilling and bloodthirsty, like a harbinger of death straight from hell, his actions cold and decisive. He was clearly out for

do anything rash; what's killing Marian going to solve? Can you really bear to

you're doing is only going to hurt those who care and please the haters," Martin jumped out of the car and shouted at

deaf to them, continued to drag the desperately resisting Marian

Marian to the spot where Sophia had

she shook her head

gaze toward her was icy, "Did you ever think about how she felt? The

mouth, Marian could only

for air, desperately trying to defend herself,

into a cold smirk, his eyes scanning the bridge where a rope. used for fifting building materials lay. He walked over, picked up the Rope on

him with terror. The latter dragged the rope and walked over to her. Without warning, Brandon crouched

your mind?" Marian cried out in alarm, trying to break free, but to

her up and then slowly stood up, his eyes boring into her, "Marian, you betting the

coat again, ruthlessly stuffed it back into her mouth, and without a hint of politeness, shoved her over the railing. Marian plummeted towards