You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1719: Whip Wound

Alisha cowered behind the crack of the door, witnessing Athena's terrifying side for the first time, which was drastically different from her impression of her.

Alisha was stunned. Was this still the mommy she knew? Although she had seen Athena's silent and gloomy appearance before, she had never seen Athena with such a ferocious expression, as if she wanted to kill the person in front of her. Her contorted face and the gentle smile in Alisha's memory were completely different.

Trembling with fear, she could barely stand on her shaky legs.

The whip struck the black-clad person over and over again. Their clothes had been torn open, revealing blurred flesh and emitting a nauseating smell in the air.

These subordinates of mommy had always taken care of her, giving her delicious food and fun things.

Now, watching them on the verge of death, struggling on the ground, Alisha suddenly summoned the courage to try and stop mommy's madness.

As soon as she made a move, it immediately caught Athena's attention. "Who's there!" Athena shouted loudly, without hesitation. She lifted the whip and swung it towards the side of the door.

Alisha couldn't dodge in time and watched helplessly as the whip struck her arm, opening a bloody gash.

"Ah!" She cried out in pain, the intense agony causing her teeth to chatter, rendering her unable to speak.

Her small, fragile body slowly collapsed against the door.

When Athena heard the commotion by the door, she pushed her wheelchair over. As she saw Alisha fall to the ground from the door, her forehead hitting the floor and bleeding, and the whip mark on Alisha's arm caused by her own hand, she was instantly shocked. This was bad. She had actually hit Alisha.

How would she explain this when Luther came back?

and gave her a strong push.

already unconscious from

from a serious illness, she couldn't withstand such

irritably. "Go, just give her a simple bandage." "And these two," pointing at the two barely conscious black-clad individuals she had beaten, her voice colder than ice, "take them away, give them some money, and leave them in the mountains to fend for themselves. I never want to see them again.

the leader of

them away, to a private hospital, and provide

dragged away, and someone came in

time, the villa was cleaned up, without a trace of disorder,

simple bandage. The wound was deep, and the torn flesh and blood were

cruel

couldn't endure it, let alone a

asked, "Miss Athena, should I call a doctor? I'm

sentence, Athena interrupted him with a stern

not say more, afraid of

came from. Tell them she

by a sharp weapon. How

fiercely at Alisha, who was still sleeping, and cursed,

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fromoutside. He was concerned about Alisha and wanted to be by her side before she woke up. As soon as he entered the door, he sensed an unusual atmosphere. Although it had been cleaned, there was still a

narrowed his eyes, his

return and quickly pushed her wheelchair to his side, speaking softly, "Brother Luther, you're back. Where

at her indifferently, “There was a mountain of company matters to handle. Shouldn't I take care of them? Do I need

was just