He Shiwen suddenly felt a sense of despair.
Does this kind of life have an end?
Does Zhao Yougang's torment have an end?
That pervert became even more twisted after her miscarriage. She was still bleeding, her body hadn't recovered, but he was even more excited, tormenting her over and over.
The thought of that ugly, twisted face pushed her despair to the extreme.
Suddenly, He Shiwen calmed down, stopped struggling.
The servants glanced at her, saw that she was no longer struggling, but dared not breathe a sigh of relief.
The master had said to watch her closely, not allow her to go out, nor let her phone anyone outside.
If something goes wrong again, it would be disastrous for them, the servants!
...
He Shiwen was captured and brought back to her room, locked inside.
She sat quietly the whole time.
After the servants went out, she stood up, walked over to the table, and looked at the transparent glass cup.
Reaching out, she slowly picked it up.
