Just like that, Germaine was dragged by Blade and Locus to the presidential suite located on the top floor.
Soon enough, they pushed open heavy and luxurious carved door and dragged Germaine inside. No sound could be heard throughout the entire process.
Germaine was thrown into the room just like that. Before she could adapt to the darkness, she heard a hoarse male voice sneer coldly. “You sent yourself over here in less than twenty minutes. Now, take your clothes off.”
Although she thought this entire situation was odd, Germaine could smell a familiar scent.
She stiffened for a second. After that, she raised her head and looked straight at a dark, looming figure that was about three to four meters away. She anxiously explained, “Sir, you must have made a mistake. I’m not a prostitute. I’m here to find someone in the hotel and was abducted by your bodyguards on the way. I will be grateful if you’re willing to let me go right now.”
The man exuded aggression with every move he made which made Germaine extremely nervous. She braced herself and spoke quickly so her voice sounded different than how it usually was.
“Take your clothes off!”
Jeremy was on the verge of going insane. His hearing and vision had turned bad from anger and he was in desperate need to vent it out. He did not care what the woman who had come in just said. With a loud click, he took off the belt from his waist, pressed the button in the middle, and the belt restored to its original appearance. At that moment, his whole aura instantly turned manic and bloodthirsty.
After that, he waved the belt around menacingly and cruelly lashed at Germaine’s head and face…
Germaine screamed.
She was caught off guard and was whipped on her bare arm. It hurt so much that her beautiful face turned pale.
What the f*ck, this man started to attack her without giving her a warning. What kind of pervert was he?!
Germaine complained to herself, but she knew very well that the man in front of her had obviously lost his mind. He had already allowed violence to take over him. Apart from dodging his attacks, she could not do much else.
She needed to get away from him first.
Germaine endured the heart-wrenching pain on her arm and wasted no time in running towards the door to escape.
However, as soon as her fingers touched the handle of the sturdy door, the belt in the man’s hand suddenly wrapped around her soft waist and threw her back further into the room as if it had a mind of its own.
The sharp edges of the belt made Germaine cry out in pain. It was so painful that she could no longer bear it.
“What the f*ck, you b*stard! You’re a freak, what the f*ck do you want?”
D*mn it, what did she do to deserve this?!
Why did she have to be unlucky enough to experience such misfortune?
“Don’t worry, it won’t kill you. You’ll just wish you were dead once the pain sets in.”
Jeremy sneered, and his eyes let out a menacing glow. After that, he muttered sadly, “Ysabelle, thanks to you, I have now turned into a devil. I am not even human anymore. Are you happy now?”
He had muttered it so lowly that Germaine could not catch any of it. She thought she heard him say something about Ysabelle turning him into whatever he was. Germaine swallowed in fear as shock coursed through her body. She decided not to fight him head on because she knew that she might lose her life if she did.
Hence, Germaine suppressed the stabbing pain in her wound and began to coax him, “Sir, you’ve already beaten me and scolded me. Can you please let me out?”
“Baby, I really do have something urgent to deal with at the moment. How about this, I’ll give you my phone number. If you want to play with me next time, all you have to do is give me a call.”
Of course, she wasn’t planning on giving him her real number.
“Stop talking nonsense. Women like you are all b*tches. They are all f*cking b*tches!”
Every woman was the same. All of them except for that one woman who had provided him with the only warmth he ever felt in his life.
Jeremy was in a state of madness. When he heard the woman use the word ‘baby’ to refer to him, he was instantly thrown back into the past when he’d still be living in a rundown flat. Every night, he would hear Ysabelle moaning on the bed, making weird sounds as she smiled at those strange men. She would call them ‘baby’ as well. Hearing it made his blood boil.
In no time at all, he suddenly turned into a ferocious beast. He slapped Germaine hard on her face and scolded, “Who told you to hit me? Who told you to lock me up in a dark house and not let me eat or drink? You’re f*cking courting death!”
What he could not accept was the pain and torment that was deeply carved into his soul, as well as the moans that Ysabelle made when she was being pressed down and played with under each man’s body.
It was shameful, and it tainted his soul.
Jeremy’s whipping turned faster and faster and got more and more vicious. He whipped Germaine everywhere. Not a moment later, she was bleeding everywhere, and some parts of her skin was even split open.
“You son of a b*tch! You f*cking psycho! I hope you die a tragic death. You’ll pay for this!”
The continuous violent whipping caused Germaine to collapse to the ground. She lost the strength to struggle, and she could only hold her head in her arms, trembling because of the pain.
Her fingers desperately clawed about her surroundings. Unexpectedly, she was lucky enough to grab hold of the handbag and mobile phone she had dropped on the ground a while ago.
She clenched her phone tightly in her hand as her heart filled with fear.
She clicked her fingers lightly and quickly dialled a phone number. It didn’t matter that she did not know who she had called. Once the person picked up, she used all her strength to shout in a hoarse voice, “Help me!”
At that moment, Germaine was glad that she did not set a password on her phone.
Otherwise, she would not have the strength to enter the password under so much pain. Moreover, the frantic maniac in front of her would leave her no time for that anyway.
Before she could get up, the man’s belt flung in her direction once more, startling her.
This time, the belt landed on her head, and soon enough, she could feel blood trickle down the side of it.
Germaine screamed in pain.
She was covered in wounds. She gritted her teeth, paralysed on the ground. She was in so much pain that she didn’t dare to move. However, her slim figure twitched uncontrollably while she lay in a puddle of blood.
…
At 8:30 p. m., Dorothy stood outside the emergency room with her eyes fixed solely on the red indicator. She did not blink for a long while.
Even after waiting for nearly four hours, the surgeons had not returned with any news yet. The fear in her heart had gradually morphed into despair.
Suddenly, the cell phone in her leather bag rang. Dorothy, who was on the verge of dozing off, woke up from her trance.
She did not even look at the series of numbers on the screen and immediately went to answer it. Before she could speak, she heard a hysterical scream from the other side, “Help me!”
That shrill scream pierced through Dorothy’s ear, and she almost turned deaf from it.
Her eyes widened in recognition. Dorothy glanced down at the screen and found that it was Germaine’s number…
Didn’t she leave to find Jeremy? Why was she screaming for help on the phone?
Something must have happened to Germaine, Dorothy thought.
Something really bad.
Her entire body trembled uncontrollably at the thought.
She hurriedly told Jonathan and Marvin about the situation. After that, she turned around and was about to leave hastily.
“Hold on.”
Marvin quickened his pace and put himself in front of Dorothy. He opened his arms to stop her, there was a solemn expression on his face. “Leave the rescue to me. If Credence wakes up, you’re the first person he would want to see.”
“Also, you do remember that you’re pregnant, right? Why are you moving around so much? Have you never thought about your baby’s safety?”
“Alright, I get your point. Thank you, Mr. Jules.”
Dorothy frowned slightly as she thanked him.
“No problem.”
Marvin waved goodbye to her and turned to leave in a hurry.