You Hit My Heart by Kylie Stanford

Chapter 1765

Chapter 1765: So Satisfying

Vicki's movements were extremely fast.

And the sensation of pain didn't reach the brain that quickly.

Fox was initially stunned, but then she let out a high-pitched scream like a pig being slaughtered.

"Ah, my hand!" Fox writhed in pain on the ground, howling. Sᴇaʀ*ᴄh the Find ɴøᴠel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

Vicki didn't hold back. She approached and leaned down, leisurely grabbing Fox's other wrist. "Good things come in pairs, right? Since the right hand can't hit people, the left hand can still be used. So they should go together.”

Fox's eyes almost popped out of her head, and she desperately shook her head. "No, please, spare me."

Vicki smiled. "Hehe, what to do? I have a bad temper. The more someone begs me, the less likely I am to let them go."

As she finished speaking, there was another "crack" sound.

Without hesitation, Vicki forcefully dislocated Fox's other wrist.

"Ah, it hurts, it hurts so much! Someone help me! Get an ambulance! I'm in so much pain! Call an ambulance!" Fox cried and wailed, kicking her legs on the ground.

Carlo heard the commotion and quickly rushed over. He saw Fox lying on the ground, in pain and screaming.

"Mrs. Reese, Mrs. Reese, I'll call for an ambulance right away." Carlo quickly dialed the number for an ambulance. Fox's wrists needed specialized orthopedic treatment, and the regular doctors at the Saunders family wouldn't be able to handle it.

the call, Carlo cautiously glanced at

but wipe the sweat off his forehead. Mr. Saunders's wife was truly a fierce character. It seemed that there would be

a while before finally

advantage to lean down and look at her. "You are Yuanyuan,

raised her pale face and

apprehensive. She timidly spoke up, "Sister-in-law, thank you. I... I need

you're bullied

dares to touch my people. And about this piano, don't worry, I'll have someone come over to clean and

nodded repeatedly, feeling warm in her

Her mother had never shown her any warmth since she

had returned and brought back a

take control of

and left the

pulled Westbrook, who was still sitting on the piano frame,

wrist being twisted by someone, and he was terrified, too scared to speak, sitting dumbfounded on the

him up as if he were

be difficult to explain to Mr. Reese." He

Westbrook was different. Westbrook was Mr.

don't need to explain. I'll take

fear, "Wah, who are you? How dare you bully me. I'll have my dad break your

Do you know what it feels like to have your

head, "No, no, leave me alone, leave me alone. Who will save

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