Chapter 162 Ism Too Grievous (2/2)
Angela was excited about this and got onto the plane with Arvin. Once he had got himself into his seat upon the plane, however, Arvin became silent.
Then, as the plane was taking off, Arvin called Daisy. ”Auntie, this is Arvin speaking... Here's the thing. Angela lied to me before and she tricked me out of the most important thing in my life. So, I came to take her to J City right now... Please don't worry, aun
Falling from nobility, Zen Luo became a humble slave and served as a human punchbag for his former cousins. Inadvertently, he found a way to refine himself into a weapon and a legend started because of that. With a strong belief in never surrender, he strove for revenges and pursued big dreams. Warriors from various clans contended for hegemony and the world was stirred. Relying on the body that was comparable to a powerful weapon, Zen beat his numerous enemies on his way to the immortality. Would he succeed eventually?
r, and had continued to lie about it!
'I've told him about that, okay? I didn't lie to him!' At the moment, she thought she was misunderstood. 'My god! How could he torture me in this way! It's so unfair!'
”... I'm too grievous. You've told everyone that we have broken up except me. Don't cry because I don't owe you anything in the world...” Angela hummed a pop song weakly. The song was Too Grievous by Tao Jingying.
”She feels grievous?” Arvin muttered.
In the bath room
In the big round tub, Angela lay on the side, humming the song as she bathed in the light pink water. The blood had slowed to a low trickle.
Maybe Arvin thought of something, because he swallowed, and stared at Angela in the tub, washing out her wounds.
She was an absolute stunner, and he was so crazy about her...
That he wanted to hug her and have sex with her everyday...
”Too grievous?” he asked.
She nodded her head without looking back, ”Of course!” She still hummed the song without opening her eyes and didn't realize that she was talking to him. She could have been anyway. She'd been talking to hallucinations when he was at work.
Suddenly, Angela screamed loudly because she was being held straight up out of the water. When she found it was Arvin, she stopped and calmed down, ”You scared me to death! When did you come in?” She had no idea when he had stepped into the bathroom, apparently.
Arvin put her on a deck chair, covered her up with a bath towel and left the room altogether.
”Why do you feel grievous?” he asked in the other room, stroking himself, readying his body for the next stream of tortures.