Substitute Bride For Young Master
Chapter 24's
The sound of scraping iron rang out loud as the iron chains holding Lorie's body slid down, causing the woman's body to slump and collapse. Rafael's words before coming out were still echoing in his eardrum. The bastard told the men in the room to take his life.
Lorie smirked thinly. So good. He does not need to worry about whether there is now a fetus that is being formed in his womb or not. Thinking about it was more stressful and desperate than having to face Rafael.
A man dressed in a black parka suddenly crouched down in front of Lorie and said, “Nona, don't be so stubborn. You better give up and call your boss.”
Lorie glanced at the man at a glance and looked at him fixedly. It seemed that the man felt a little sorry for him. Unfortunately, he himself really did not care. Killed or not, it's the same. After all, everyone would definitely die, the difference was the time and how the person died, so what was there to fear? However, he still felt a little touched because of the attention of the man in front of him.
“What's your name?” Lorie asked the man who was still crouching in front of her.
“What is important?”
“Itsportant. Because if help comes before I die, then you're the only one who will get out of this place unharmed.”
The man looked surprised, while his other comrades sneered towards Lorie. They probably thought the woman was crazy.
“Thomas, stop wasting time. Boss told us to get rid of this ja\*lang, quickly do it,” said one of the men standing around Lorie.
“Thomas. I will remember that name,” Lorie said as she forced a smile that looked a little strange because her battered face was almost unrecognizable.
“Cerewet once!” voice that belongs to no one.
A second later a punch struck Lorie's heart, leaving her choking and unable to breathe.
One kick to his back.
Strike on his thighs and calves.
A blow to his face.
Stroke squabbling.
Lorie curled up like a ball to protect her face and chest, but still every blow on her body slowly collapsed her defensive fortress. A sour and bitter liquid slid from the stomach, leaving a trail of heat as it passed through the esophagus, then spilled out of the mouth along with the thick blood that was rancid. The woman continued to vomit until there was nothing left in her stomach.
The sound of laughter, ridicule, maki and sneers resonated faintly in his eardrum that felt pain. He almost lost his sense of sight and hearing and was still able to notice when the iron door suddenly opened and Rafael walked in with a deathly pale face.
“Stop!” the man shouted in panic.
In an instant all his men stepped aside, letting Rafael pass and kneel by Lorie's side. The man held the phone in his hand and pointed it at Lorie.
“See, he is still alive .... don't touch Vivian, please don't touch my daughter,” the man said with a clear expression, very different from his cruel and arbitrary figure.
Lorie used all the rest of her energy to look up and see who appeared on Rafael's phone screen so she could make the man tremble like this.
“Lorie, what did she do to you?!” billy exclaimed when he saw the look of Lorie who was like she had just been hit by a city bus.
“Billy, why so long, jerk ..” grumbled Lorie slowly. His breathing that was puffing one-on-one was almost inaudible.
“I'm sorry, you can beat me later. Hang on, I'll get you out of there. Team on the way.”
“Hum ...”
Lorie groaned softly and lay quietly. He closed his eyes, every breath of it was truly excruciating. Every single word made him so nauseous that he wanted to vomit, apparently because of a concussion. However, he still clenched his teeth and forced to speak very slowly.
“Billy, guy named Thomas ... don't touch him.”
“Good. You calm down.”
All the men in the room trembled. They glanced at Thomas who was glued to the corner of the room and did not participate in their madness just now. Suddenly the men felt so sorry that they wanted to smash their heads against the wall because of their stupidity.
“I have done what you asked, now release my daughter,” said Rafael in a voice full of pleading, Lorie could even feel the man was trying to hold back a cry.
“It depends how you behave to Lorie,” reply Billy. “Unfortunately I see your attitude is very bad. How should I reply to him?”
“Hit me, you can torture me as you please, but let go of my daughter, okay?”
The sound of a soft puckishness echoed Rafael's words. The man turned his head and found that it was Lorie who was laughing even while enduring the pain.
“Rafael, remember what I said earlier?”
The sound was so slow and calm that it made Rafael's body freeze.
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