It turned out that, just outside that door, there was a high-end Maybach parking with the window half-open, revealing Gray’s angular face, and at this moment, his narrow and cold eyes were staring at this scene with interest. His eyes were full of mockery and ridicule as if he was watching a play.
Cynthia’s head buzzed, and she suddenly understood something.
All these people were called upon by him.
He required them to do it.
Her heart twitched violently, and Cynthia’s face was white.
There was another sound of a rod, and she groaned as she was beaten, and a mouthful of blood was spat out from her mouth.
She knew that if it continued like this, she wouldn’t be able to endure the beating for over a few minutes. She and her brother both would die. Now what she could do was beg him…
She clenched her palm tightly, bit her lip, and with all her strength, got up from the ground and sprinted out.
She staggered and rushed to his car, slapping on the window of his car with her blood-stained palm, and she left several bloodstains on the glass that was originally crystal clean.
“Gray! I beg you… I am willing to divorce… Anything is fine. I just ask you to let my brother go…”
Her always soft voice carried a trace of weeping. which stung Gray’s heart slightly.
At this moment, her hair was messy. Her fair face was a little swollen. Her body was covered in blood, and those clear eyes filled with water vapor looked at him, with pain, pleading, and deep depression.
She was so embarrassed and humble to the extreme.
Gray suddenly couldn’t bear it anymore. For a moment, he felt that the woman in front of him was a little pitiful.
In the past, he was annoyed when he saw her and wanted to divorce her sooner, but now, for some reason, he was a little reluctant to give up…
Yes, the feeling was reluctance. He was reluctant to let her go so easily. How could he let her go so easily if he had not tortured her enough!
Thinking of this, he put on a sneer on his face, and his eyes were focused on her, “Divorce is fine, but you must be my mistress.”
She suddenly opened her eyes wide and looked at him in disbelief. After confirming that he didn’t mean to joke at all, she found her heart cold and smiled sadly: “Gray, how long are you going to torture me? ?… I can leave the house. I can accept you marry Olivia, but you want me to be your mistress… No way.”
This was the only bit of dignity she had left.
In this marriage, she just wanted to escape while being a little less embarrassed.
However–
Gray’s eyes shot at the group of people behind her.
When their eyes met, they immediately understood.
The man in the lead grabbed his younger brother’s arm and dragged him, who was dying, leaving a trail of blood to Gray’s side.
Then, under Cynthia’s horrified gaze, a young man under his command, holding an iron rod, waved it towards his brother’s knee without hesitation.
With a “bang”, along with his brother’s painful scream, Cynthia heard the sound of shattered bones.
The man swung the iron rod again to hit his brother’s other leg.
“Stop it!!” Cynthia screamed. The sound was something similar to the whining of a small beast. She staggers and rushed up, standing in front of her brother, her bloody hands tightly clutching the iron rod, and tears welling up in her eyes.
“Cynthia, I’ll give you three seconds. If you don’t agree, then your brother will die.” His voice was cold as if it came from the world of misery, “Three…”
“I promise! I promise! I promise everything…” Cynthia hugged his dying brother. Her voice was hoarse and she was weeping.
Big tears fell to the ground. At this moment, Cynthia only felt that something was broken in her heart, and she couldn’t put it back together again…-
It only took two months for him to go from being a wife to a mistress.
During these two months, Cynthia signed the divorce agreement, and her younger brother was also sent to the hospital to recuperate, and they were at peace with each other.
Cynthia would never forget that day.
That day, Gray and Olivia showed up at home. They sat on the sofa, with their heads high up, looking at themselves like looking down on the humble ants on the ground.
That day, Gray threw a divorce agreement on her face, and his words were so cold and rude, “Cynthia, sign it for me quickly, and leave my house!”
His words were like the sharpest knife, hitting her fragile heart all at once.
His eyes were so cold and decisive that she didn’t dare to raise her eyes to look at him.
Picking up the divorce agreement with trembling hands, she wrote down her name on it. It was only three words, but she felt that she had exhausted her whole life…
The night was very late.
Cynthia was fast asleep. In her sleep, she seemed to hear a door slam, followed by a steady and powerful footstep, from far to near.
With dim consciousness, she turned over without opening her eyes.
Then, she felt the other side of the bed collapsed, and then she was dragged onto a hard chest. The strong alcohol smell from the man mixed with the choking smell of smoke penetrated her nose, and she instantly furrowed her brows.
The vague consciousness gradually gathered, and before she could open her eyes, her nightdress was lifted and her panties were rudely torn off. something hard could be felt to press against her lower part of the body.
Then, he embraced her slender waist and stuck into her deep from behind in a sideways position!
Her private area was being conquested. The pain of tearing made Cynthia wake up instantly. She opened her eyes and looked back, but she met the man’s deep and cold eyes.
“Gray…” Her pale pink lips parted slightly, just about to say something.
He raised up her hips and moved his thing frantically inside her body.