Chapter 87

Kristin stared at Vincent with terror in her eyes, her voice shaking. “No… Don’t hurt my brother.” “Kristin, I’ve told you. If you don’t behave, I’ll make someone close to you pay the price,” Vincent said, trapping her in his embrace and forcefully gripping her chin. “This time, watch closely.”

“Vincent… you bastard…” Kristin’s trembling voice broke through. “You can’t hurt my brother. Rhett… Rhett said he’d look out for me.”

Her voice quivered, hoping that mentioning Rhett would make Vincent think twice, but it only pissed him off more.

“You’re a slut,” Vincent dragged Kristin into a nearby cabin. “You’ve slept with my brother, haven’t you?”

Kristin bit her lip, glaring at Vincent with hatred. “You have no right to ask me that.”

“I have no right, huh? Kristin, how low can you stoop?” Vincent sneered mockingly, tearing open her clothes. “I regret that I never touched you before.”

Her whole body shivered, burning wherever Vincent touched her.

“Aren’t you disgusted?” Kristin cried out, challenging him.

“Yeah, you’re dirty.” Vincent retaliated, biting Kristin’s neck. “But if Rhett doesn’t care, why should 12”

Rhett thought he could humiliate him through Kristin. Dream on.

“Vincent, You won’t let me go unless I’m dead, right?” Kristin sank to her knees, her fingers trembling as she clutched at Vincent’s clothes. “Spare my brother, please.”

“I’ll never forgive Garner for the harm he’s caused Ruby. Even if he were to endure a thousand deaths or lose both of his hands, it wouldn’t begin to extinguish my deep–seated hatred for him!” Vincent forced Kristin to look outside. “Go on. Cut off his hands.”

The bodyguard pulled out a knife. “Sorry about this.”

“No!” Kristin screamed, struggling and rushing to push away the man about to act.

“Vincent! The one who wronged you is me. I owe you…” Kristin picked up the knife from the ground and slashed her wrist without any hesitation. “Not enough, right?”

She kept cutting her wrist, blood gushing out in alarming streams.

“Bastard, I’ll kill you!” Garner yelled hysterically, fighting off his restraints and beating his captors senselessly.

As Kristin’s face turned ghostly pale, she stumbled backward, continuously cutting her wrist deeper.

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Vincent stood rigid, watching Kristin’s madness, his chest aching as if it were splitting open.

exactly did he want

won’t she?” The bodyguard

to be responsible for a death.

captors before staggering to his feet and rushing over to Kristin, forcefully taking the knife from

his hand trembling

empty eyes, and seeing his blood dripping down the blade, she let go

into

throat burned. He swallowed hard but couldn’t find any

people, he didn’t know how else

shaking voice, wrapping Kristin’s wrist with his shirt. “I’ll take you

the door, hearing Summer’s desperate cries, and

was so tired, exhausted.

be

died, these people would have no reason to

was trembling, yet he spoke coldly. “Take

at Vincent with red–rimmed eyes. He was

I’ll

the hell out!” Garner picked up Kristin, intent on heading to the

that Vincent had returned, Rhett hurriedly drove over, only

because he was worried, having asked Bill to

the hospital,” Rhett insisted on taking Kristin..

Rhett felt his emotions

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by emotion, but at that moment, he wanted to kill Vincent.

in panic, trying

handing Kristin to Rhett. “Mr. FitzGerald…

said Rhett was

James were the person who had

Kristin and got into the car, his gaze deep

furious that he could

not defy Rhett.

turned back to Vincent. “Are you freaking asking to

and punching him in the face over

with a cold laugh. “Mr. Bryce, you’re not falling for a tramp, are you? What I did to her was none of your business, right? Your fiancée is

froze mid–air, and the darkness in his eyes grew even

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