Chapter 877 Extra Story 23 Of Aaron The Evil (1/2)

Ximena's face went ashen then, and her bloodshot eyes widened to stare ahead like a doll's eyes.

Aaron threw his cigarette away, slowly stood up, and walked up to face Ximena. Raising his chin slightly to look down at her, he grasped her jaw and moved his hand gently to turn her face to him. Then he spoke nastily, ”Well, I am really tired of seeing your face.”

He flung her aside, and as she hit the floor she picked up a piece of blood-stained glass from the ground. Gritting her teeth she scratched her face without a second thought.

”Snap!”

Just as she was about to do real damage to her flawless face, the long black whip struck the hand holding the glass.

”Hmmm...”

She grimaced at the sharp pain, and her hand became feeble, releasing the razor-edged glass, but, even so, she had scratched her cheek. Blood flowed from the cut, bright crimson on her blanched face.

Aaron, with the whip in his hand, looked in annoyance at the blood staining her fair face crimson. He hummed angrily and then asked coldly, ”Do you think you can save them by ruining your face?”

Filled with great horror at the monster, she looked at Aaron with sudden anger then. ”Your Highness, you brought me here not to punish them, but just to remind me of my own painful past, right?” she said with a sneer. She kept staring at him furiously, as if her eyes could shoot flaming arrows at him. ”Due to the fact that you had a miserable and unbearable past, you don't want to see anyone around you were happy in the past...” She began to sob violently as her anger increased then. ”Just because I peeped into your past, you're going to dig out my past and parade it in front of me, aren't you?”

His eyes narrowed, gazing at her. Gradually, his gaze became complex with murky intent.

Ximena now stared at Aaron without any fear, and her expression became sarcastic as she challenged, ”You dare not face your own unbearable past. Why do you have to force others to face theirs? The past things that happened to us were not supposed to burden and shame us.” Looking into his bleak eyes, she continued, ”There were so many things that were out of