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.

was forcefully dragged into a car by two women. I was blindfolded throughout the journey and could only feel that I was in

was finally removed, I found myself locked away in an unfamiliar

me was the roof of what seemed to be a 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

I withdrew my thoughts and saw my surrounding for what

I was lying on a messy pile of straw. My hands and feet had been tied up. The clothes on my back were the worse

several pitiful-looking women, most of whom were weeping and

said someone. I looked towards the source. The voice belonged to a young woman, supposedly in her twenties. Even though her clothes were soiled, her facial features

her too. They stopped crying and turned to

think there’s one?” they

then think about

but which part? We don’t even know our exact location; how can we possibly escape? If we’re in the mountains, we will be hunted and eaten by feral beasts

the southwest. They must be planning to take us across

other girls stared at me, apparently stunned. “The

added, “Why

initially thought these people were going to sell me off,

doing this kind of heinous crime for money, then what are

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