When There Is Nothing Left But Love (Ashton And Scarlett)

Chapter 636

Apparently, that struck a nerve. The officer grew impatient. She thrust the documents in front of me again and said, this time with much more fury, “I tried to be polite, but you’re really getting in my hair! Don’t play tricks on me, you smartass! If you want to die, just tell me. I don’t mind sending you to hell!”

With that said, she grabbed my hair and slammed me heavily against the wall.

I could not fight back in time because of the immense pain. I could only curl up into a ball and protect my head with my hands.

But she had clearly been trained to deal with prisoners like me. She managed to throw me onto the ground in a matter of seconds and proceeded to kick me directly in the ribs without sparing any mercy.

Her patience was probably running thin. Ignoring me, she wrestled my fingers apart, stuck a pen in between them, and forced me to sign my name on the document as she held my arm. When that was done, she grabbed my thumb and pressed it on the wound on my forehead.

A moment later, she lifted my blood-stained thumb and stamped it on the dotted line of the document where the signature was supposed to go. That woman completed this series of actions in one shot. It was clear that she did this all the time.

Bang! The door slammed shut on her way out.

I lay on the ground, still shaking. I only felt the pain after the ordeal, as it came gradually and spread to different parts of my body.

I could not imagine how miserable I must have looked.

I lay on the ground, having completely lost the ability to move.

throughout the journey and

finally removed, I found myself locked away in an unfamiliar

really old house, supported by empty wooden shelves. The roof was covered with triangular asbestos tiles, some of which had already darkened in color, probably a result of

my ear. I withdrew my

messy pile of straw. My hands and feet had been tied up. The clothes on my back were the worse for wear. After everything that had happened these past few days, they no longer

to me were several pitiful-looking women, most of whom

Let’s find a way out of here!” said someone. I looked towards the source. The voice belonged to a young woman, supposedly in her twenties. Even though her clothes

other women heard her too. They

you think there’s one?”

the countryside. We need to figure out where exactly this place is, and then think about how to escape!” said the young woman.

woman said, “This is the countryside, but which part? We don’t even know our exact location; how can we possibly escape? If we’re

be planning to take us across the borders,”

apparently stunned.

“Why would they take us

initially thought these people were going to sell

kind of heinous crime for money, then what

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