When Love Turns to Ashes

Chapter 170 What Do You Say I Am to You?

Beatrice looked at Mark approaching, struggling to fall off the chair, but her body didn't move an inch.

Mark stopped in front of her, neither hurried nor slow. He crouched down, reached out staf touched her face and back. "What a perfect skin, no wonder your price is so much higher than others. Don't worry, definitely be careful."

Skin?

I will

Beatrice was taken aback, she struggled to open her mouth and stammered, "Wh-what sin Wh-what pr-price..."

After saying these words, she seemed to have exhausted all her strength and instantly collapsed on the ground, unable to move.

Mark listened to her words, as if he thought of something exciting, and his hands couldn't sely but twist uncontrollably.

Suddenly, he leaned in close to Beatrice, smiling ominously with the smell of alcohol on his breath.

"You were sold by someone."

Shocked, Beatrice tried to save herself by gritting her teeth and struggling with all her might. "No! No! Stop! You will leave bruises like this! It ruins the aesthet

He said, and then he stepped on Beatrice's struggling fingers.

Beatrice was in excruciating pain, but she didn't have the strength to screa Finally, she was lifted up by Mark and placed on the long table.

Then he took out a specially made red rope and tied her up on the table.

Once everything was ready.

Mark poured a glass of wine, gently swaying the glass as he looked down at Beatrice from above.

"You look so beautiful. Don't worry, you had taken the medicine, so you wouldn't feel any path. Instead, you would feel very comfortable and enjoy this process. You should thank me for capturing your beauty." threw

a pill

a pill into his own glas

He spoke with ups and downs, and then threw

Sigh...

The pill dissolved upon contact with water.

Mark looked up and took a sip, then closed his eyes and took a deep besch

When he opened his eyes again, there was only madness and restlessness in he n

He hummed a song while putting on protective clothing, his fingertips gliding user the b selecting a sharp surgical knife from a variety of wools.

Beatrice was lying on the table, her limbs tied to the corners of the table, without even th

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strength to struggle.

only watch as Mark pressed the knife against her cheek, and he chuckled softly, "Shh, don't be

sound, Beatrice

turns that his inspiration always came

partner, but I didn't expect these so-called muses to be disposable! The cold knife slid down her face little by little and finally stopped at the back

slashed along her

perhaps emitting

hand slid

on Beatrice's

my most

took it slow... You would like

violently. Apart from fear, there seemed to be something terrifying

felt as if it had been shocked, and some voices that didn't belong to the present

my turn

"Ah! So much blood..."

My head hurt!

due to medication, she felt the exhilaration in her body being replaced by immense

fell down, and

and the desktop had already become

seemed to be under the control of another self, giving up

to see the door

in my mind overlapped with the

a coat fell onto her, covering

the sound of punches landing on flesh, as well as the sound

surgical knife

didn't even have time to make a sound

her body was limp as

around, the coat covering her face slipped off, and she

Caden.

the figure in his mind, with a pale face and no trace of blood, but his eyes were filled with a strong murderous

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and touched his

me..."

she fainted. Caden felt a strange sensation in his heart, his whole body turned cold, and his eyes looked down at

"Yes,"

froze for a moment before he quickly stepped forward and

and opened her eyes to see a stranger injecting her with a needle, slowly pushing the medicine into

"Let go

as the

man

spraying

It was Caden.

but still resisted being touched by others, muttering in her mouth, "No, don't