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.

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

the sound, Beatrice

understand, it turns that his inspiration always came

he valued his 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

back, perhaps emitting a

hand slid along the

skin on

would become my most

took it slow... You would

back skin, her body began to tremble violently. Apart from fear, there seemed to be

had been shocked, and some voices

it my turn

"Ah! So much blood..."

My head hurt!

it was due to medication, she felt the exhilaration in her body being replaced by immense pain, but she didn't know

just uncontrollably fell down, and the

the desktop had

the control of another self, giving up the struggle,

blur, she seemed to see the door being forcefully

mind overlapped with the figure

fell onto her, covering

of punches landing on

surgical knife fell to the

have time to make a sound before

released, and her body was limp as she was lifted

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

Caden.

in his mind, with a pale face and

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raised her hand and touched his face, unconsciously saying, "You came to

me..."

sensation in his heart, his whole body turned cold, and his eyes looked down at Mark with a sinister

"Yes,"

intimidated by his chilling aura that his body froze for a moment before he quickly stepped forward and twisted Mark's already broken

opened her eyes to see a stranger injecting her with a needle, slowly pushing the medicine into her body. She struggled in panic behind

"Let go

as the

man

her held her tighter, their hot breath spraying

It was Caden.

hesitated for a moment, but still resisted being touched by others, muttering in her