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?"

of Brandon's mouth, and with a sudden push forward on her shoulder, he

what Brandon had planned, only imagining that he might throw her off the bridge, just like Sophia had been.

coat stuffed into her mouth. Brandon, mercilessly, stuffed the hem of her

run, and she couldn't scream.

Marian's eyes as she shook her head vigorously, trying to awaken some sense of reason

emotionlessly dragging Marian up towards the bridge. His whole demeanor was chilling and bloodthirsty, like a harbinger of death straight

"Don't do anything rash; what's killing Marian going to solve? Can you really bear to have Theresa lose

those who care and please the haters," Martin jumped out of the car and

continued to drag the desperately resisting Marian onto

the spot where Sophia had fallen into the river, twisted

as she shook her head and pleaded for

was icy, "Did you ever think about how she

coat in her mouth, Marian could only

her mouth. Marian gasped for air, desperately trying to defend herself, "It wasn't me.

cold smirk, his eyes scanning the bridge where a rope. used for fifting building materials lay. He walked over, picked up the Rope on the ground, tested it for strength, and after making certain of its firmness,

about what Brandon was plotting, watched him with terror. The latter dragged the rope and walked over to her. Without warning,

lost your mind?" Marian cried out in

slowly stood up, his eyes boring into her, "Marian, you betting the cops won't find the

he yanked down her coat again, ruthlessly stuffed it back into her mouth, and without a hint of politeness, shoved her over