Chapter 9 Suffocated by His Gaze
Chapter 9 Suffocated by His Gaze
stephen looked at my photo, his eyes alight with excitement.
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“Say, Madeline does have an amazing body. If she offered herself to me, I wouldn’t say no.”
“I have to admit that she had a fantastic figure when I saw her completely soaked at Nightfall last time.
Lance, you’ve exploited her countless times. You nearly stripped her bare
“Hahaha!”
The wealthy acquaintances who accompanied Marcus spoke crudely.
Since Marcus had always held me in contempt, they did the same.
Because Marcus consistently viewed me as cheap, disgusting, and low, these individuals never bothered to show me any
respect.
I glared at those distasteful faces with bitterness, wishing I could tear them apart.
1 clenched my fists, attempting to retaliate, but it was futile.
Bang!
Someone swung their fist at Lance, and he fell heavily to the ground.
I stood in shock, watching as Stephen lunged forward and struck Lance, blood spraying with each blow.
It was Stephen, the madman who took my life.
“Has he gone crazy? Someone stop him!” the people around Lance cursed in fear, trying to intervene
However, like a wild animal, Stephen refused to let go of Lance, no matter how hard they tried to restrain him.
His
es were red, resembling a bloodthirsty creature as he launched fierce attacks.
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“You… deserve to die for laying a hand on her. Stephen’s voice was strained and choked with emotion.
Yet, no one could make out his words clearly.
Under the cover of darkness, his face was marred by dark crimson stains, evoking the image of a wild, menacing creature and stirring unwarranted dread.
In the end, it was Marcus who delivered the blow with a stick, his face etched with severity as he muttered curses under his breath.
“Call the authorities; they’ll take care of this,” Marcus commanded in a deep, authoritative voice.
Lance lay motionless, his face streaked with blood, evoking pity.
I stood there, observing Lance with a numb detachment, a faint smile forming on my lips.
Was this just retribution?
Two months prior, Lance had phoned me using Marcus’s phone.
He claimed that Marcus was drunk and in a foul mood. He also repeatedly called my name and requested my presence so that I could pick him up.
On that rainy day, lacking transportation and unable to hail a cab, 1 battled the wind and rain with a useless umbrella, all because Lance mentioned Marcus longing for me.
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Chapter 9 Suffocated by His Gaze
I was like a fool, running desperately to the club in the rain.
However, I was met with laughter and mockery upon entering the private room.
“Haha, look who braved the weather to come here!”
“Not bad, Marcus! You win, haha.”
Marcus was not drunk at all. In reality, he was partaking in their deplorable antics,
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“Marcus, this woman knows no shame. She’ll do anything to marry you, won’t she?” Lance sneered. “Tell her to sleep with me, promising marriage in return. Let’s see if she agrees.”
Laughter filled the room as they regarded me as though I were cheap, lewd merchandise.
Their malicious expressions are etched in my memory forever.
“Did you tell my mother that I slept with you and pressured me into marriage?” Marcus lounged on the sofa, smirking at me. “Madeline, you’re really shameless. You’re willing to give up your dignity just to marry me, huh? How despicable.”
Shaking with tears in my eyes, I stood at the door of the private room. “I’ll leave now since you’re fine.”
I tried to leave, but Lance suddenly grabbed me and pinned me against the door, his hands were everywhere.
He was purposely tormenting me.
Trembling. I looked to Marcus for help. Let me go! Don’t touch me!”
I cried and struggled, but Marcus remained indifferent.
Like everyone else, he laughed at my distress.
Encouraged by Marcus‘ indifference, Lance pushed me onto the sofa and tore at my clothes.
The more I resisted, the more they seemed to enjoy it, laughing and egging Lance on.
I begged Marcus to help me, but the way he looked at me made me feel like I was suffocating
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