Chapter 352 Extra Story The Lover Prisoned By The King Of The Underworld 12

In the middle of the night, Sherry did not fall asleep. This time, she did not fall asleep. Instead, she held her eyelids hard and stared at the dim ceiling blankly. She was afraid that she could not kill him as time passed.

No matter who, they would definitely have feelings for each other after getting along with each other for a long time, not to mention that this man had the most intimate relationship with her in his life.

Elmore Don't blame me. You should pay for it.

Sherry even planned to kill herself after killing Elmore and then tell her sister that she had taken her revenge.

At midnight, the clock rang. Sherry inserted her finger into her palm to keep herself awake. She was relieved when she heard Elmore' rhythmic breathing.

She removed the quilt and jumped out of the bed carefully. She took out a piece of glass from the bottom of the bed. There were many sharp weapons including nails, glass Anything that she was able to murder was put under her bed secretly, so that one day it could be used.

In her mind, she had a million times imagined the scene where Elmore died in front of her. As long as she killed him, she could avenge herself and her sister.

She tiptoed to his side, held up the broken glass, and stared at his throat. As long as he was stabbed down, he would definitely die. There was a flash of struggle in her eyes, and a few seconds later, she slammed her hand down towards his throat as if she had made up her mind.

Before the glass scraps touched his throat, her hand was suddenly gripped by someone. Sherry, in a daze, watched him slowly opening his eyes. There was no laziness and sleepiness in his bright and apart purple eyes. He was not asleep yet.

Elmore snatched the glass fragment in her hand, held it in one hand, pulled her down, and pressed her body on his chest. He looked at her coldly, "baby, this is the way you repay me."

Sherry was too stunned to say anything. She just stared at him, forgetting to struggle.

She didn't know if it was because of his sudden awakening or because of his words, reward It turned out that he had always been expecting her repay But she had never asked him to give her anything. Why should she return his favor?

It was so ridiculous.

"Do you hate me?" Elmore continued to ask. His smile became colder when he saw that Sherry still didn't answer his question. "Well, I will let you hate me more and never want me to let you go in the rest of your life. Even if I have to tie you up, I will tie you to my side. Sherry, that's your fate. "

Elmore's words were beyond Sherry's belief. She looked at Elmore coldly, bit her lips and didn't utter a word.

Even if he didn't treat her as an old lover, she was just a dispensable pet for him. Did he think that since he treated her well, was it necessary for her to repay him? He was not her master.

Elmore broke the glass and sprinkled some powders on Sherry's body. The powders slipped across her skin, which made her tremble.

Elmore bent forward and looked into her eyes. He whispered in her ear, "baby, you deserve it."

The pain spread from her body. Sherry clenched her teeth tightly and didn't want to cry out, but Elmore was extremely proficient at his action. Unde

elt guilty and self-condemned, she didn't dare to speak it out in front of Sherry. She didn't even tell Sherry that it was her who asked Ryan out to cause this matter.

But Sherry knew everything. She was too sensitive. She knew that Kate did it for her. If she had the courage to end this loveless relationship, Ryan wouldn't have an accident.

Both the two girls were trying to cover it up with a tacit understanding. If they didn't tell it, they would pretend to forget. They actually felt very guilty, especially guilt, and put all the blame on themselves.

If Sherry were to make a choice, she would never get in touch with Ryan at all. She didn't love him. She didn't love anyone. She didn't even love herself.

She was the reason.

Her sister's death and Ryan's disability were all the results of her cowardice. If she could bravely face everything, nothing would happen.

There is a saying that 'the poor must have hateful points'.

She didn't know how to pay back the debt she owed Ryan. She had nothing, neither could she give him anything. There was a moment of silence, then Sherry said wearily, "Ryan, you can go."

She wanted to leave this hell for the light.

Ryan let go of her and said in a gentle but fierce tone, "I'm going to kill Elmore."

Confused, Sherry looked back at him.

A sad smile appeared on Ryan's face. "Sherry, my father died because of Elmore."

A bleak autumn breeze swept over them. The golden leaves of the Phoenix Tree spiraled in the air in the wind, giving people a sense of quietness and sadness.

There was a long silence between them. Sherry gritted her teeth, looked at Ryan and suddenly said, "let me help you."

Ryan was stunned. Sherry raised her head and looked at him firmly. "What do you want to do?" She couldn't kill him, so she didn't believe that Ryan could do nothing to him.

"Sherry, I won't let you down." Ryan finally laughed. There was a flicker of evil plan in his eyes, and his eyes were dark and cold.

He knew what kind of person Sherry was. She hated to be close to anyone, especially forced ones. She was extremely disgusted with that, so he just said it casually.