Kill Me, Heal Me

Chapter 74 You don't deserve it

She said that she had never loved him; she said that the most she regretted in her life was to meet him... word by word, mixed with thousands of emotions, sounded in the small car. Ethan's expression, from bewilderment, doubt, humiliation, to anger... flashed on his cold face, and the breath in the compartment suddenly reached the freezing point. He turned to stare at her as if he had just met her. "Have you never loved me?" He leaned forward and bullied towards her. Belle’s face turned ashy, staring blankly ahead, "No."

"you regretted to meet me in the end?" Every word, almost biting out of his mouth, the aura of a man's aggression was getting closer and closer, and he squeezed her chin with one hand to force her to raise her head. Belle's eyelids drooped and her long eyelashes covered her panic and regret, but also blocked Ethan's fleeting expectations. "Yes, I regret it." If she didn't meet him, she wouldn't fall in love with him. If she didn't fall in love with him, Belle was still Belle, or the beautiful and passionate Belle in Gang City. Then her child would not be gone, and Ryan would not die because of saving her. She wished she had never met him.

"Belle, are you tired of living?" Ethan's face was covered with frost, and his deep, gloomy eyes flashed a burning flame. Reaching out his hands, Belle was dragged into his arms by him, and Ethan rolled over and pressed her underneath. "If you think your life is too long, I don't mind helping you end it." Icy fingers were climbing up her slender neck like a viper. "Say, those words you just said are just angry words!" He did not allow, and she would never be allowed to deny the fact that she had loved for so many years in a word. Why did she not love him? He had refused and been indifferent to her for so many years, didn't it seem that he was foolishly sentimental?

"angry words? Are you unclear?" She chuckled, and by this time, he actually suspected that she was angry. "If you want to kill me, then just kill. Five years ago, you should have killed me directly. It was still too cheap for me to send me to prison. If you killed me, I might thank you." "You— —” The palm was gripped with a little force, and the original pale face was almost white, and the painful fuchsia loomed in

the transparency. The suffocation of death came up, and she only looked at him calmly. Death had been really nothing for her.

Five years ago, Belle was supposed to die. Ethan's eyes became cold, this woman was really not afraid of death. Why? Because Levi didn't want her anymore? The palm slowly relaxed, and Belle took a deep breath and opened her eyes to look at Ethan, not understanding how he let her go again. Because of the resurgence of breath, two red patches appeared on her face, lining her clear eyes, there was a strange and unique beauty. The two were too close, breathing entangled, and for the first time he carefully looked at her face: ugly, so ugly!

Compared to Belle five years ago, this woman was simply ugly, with bruises on her face and blemishes. He still remembers her skin as soft boiled eggs that had just been peeled off. No one could find a woman with better skin than her. Fingers, hooking her messy bangs, warm palms slowed down the forehead, gently touching her cheeks, then he frowned, and asked an irrelevant question: "what your married man had been doing to you all these years? Made you homeless, and made you a yellow- faced woman, even a cripple..."

With a complex tone, Belle couldn't hear what he meant, but she let out a deep breath: "Why do you say him that way?" "It's just... Why didn't he come to save you after you have been in my hands for so long? Didn't he find his wife even missing?" "Ethan's long and narrow eyes were cold and clear, and his lips were lifted: "Even if he didn't find it at first, doesn't he know that you have been sold in the nightclub for so long? Which man would be so generous and watched his wife to seduce other men?" "Shut up! You are not allowed to judge him." Belle glared at him, his emotions were finally mobilized by him, and her forehead was bruised.

"you are annoyed by what I said? That kind of wasteful man shouldn't matter. You are better at seducing Levi rather than your useless husband. Maybe you will hook up Levi and have a chance to leave me." Ethan just can't get used to her lifelessness, and he must stimulate her with some words. The more angry she got, the more satisfied he was. Belle was really angry with him, he can sayThis belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

everything, curse her, humiliate her, and even threaten her, confine her... she could bear it all, but only Ryan, she absolutely would not allow anyone to insult him.

The sudden burst of power was terrible. Belle didn't know where her strength came from, and the raised slap slammed on Ethan's face severely. The clear and loud slaps drove away Ethan's last sense of reason. "You are not allowed to say him, you are not worthy!" She resisted the fear and looked directly at his evil eyes, her palms were hot and trembling slightly. "Belle Ye!" The man's fingers quickly locked her throat, staring at her decisively and fiercely. This damn woman, dared to beat him, to fight against him for another man!

Belle raised her head stubbornly, completely ignoring his chilling will to kill. In this way, she had the grace of Miss Ye from Ye Family. Stubborn and fearless, as if there was nothing that would allow her to succumb to compromise and live happily. But, she should not have slapped him for a damn loser! This woman just thought he wouldn't hurt her, and thus infuriated him again and again. Perfectly slender fingers clasped her throat tightly, then the phalanx was tightened, bit by bit... As long as he exerted a little more force, this woman’s neck would be twisted by him, and the name Belle would disappear completely from now on .

"Eh-hem..." She was so painful that she couldn't breathe, subconsciously curled up, held tightly his hand with pain, but didn't mean to beg for mercy, preferring to be painful rather than showing weakness to him. She was sweating, and her piercing pain surged up, Belle's eyes gradually blurred, her internal organs were tumbling, and the torture made her gradually lose her sense, and every cell and every nerve in the whole body was clamoring. Suffering destruction and pain, she gritted her teeth, her sharp teeth plunged deep into her lips, and soon the blood overflowed from her lips. She seemed to try hard to say something.