Chapter 1850 - 368: Don’t Push Me

Crystal seemed to see Nathan staring at her with an angry face in her bewilderment.

Her heart was beating wildly across her chest. She broke down and wanted to reach out and let him take her away.

Suddenly, she didn't want to take care of anything. She was not as strong as she thought.

She just wanted a man who loved her, and she loved. She wanted to be cared for, have a child, and live a simple life. But the next second, the figure turned into Eric.

He held down the handrail of the wooden bridge and jumped into the lake.

Splash! Splash!

Several bodyguards also jumped down one after another.

Eric quickly walked over to her, took off his suit jacket, and put it over her. He immediately picked her up and handed her to his bodyguard.

"Send her up!"

Crystal shivered. Her body was cold.

"What are you looking for, Crystal? What's so important that you come here in the middle of the night to get it? Can you tell me?"

Crystal trembled and said nothing.

"Just tell me, what do you want that I won't give you?"

Crystal remained silent.

"If you tell me, won't I help you find it?"

Eric's eyes were as dark as night.

Crystal's teeth were shaking, and she could not speak.

"What are you still doing? Send her up at once! Eric rubbed her cold hands, his eyes bloodthirsty as if he wanted to spew out man-eating monsters from his eyes. 

Crystal had rarely seen Eric so angry. 

She was angry with herself, too. Finally, she finished the show with Nathan, but she couldn't hold on immediately after he left.

She was a real loser.

She was just used to pretending to be strong and unimpeachable in the face of anyone.

And once she was alone, she was weak as a little girl waiting for a helping hand.

Nancy watched Crystal follow the butler up the wooden bridge and into the villa. She watched for a while, feeling cold on the night wind, and was about to wait in the taxi.

Suddenly, an arrogant silver sports car came in the dark.

"Squeak-"

The car braked only half a meter away from her.

Nancy almost thought it was going to hit her, and she freaked out.

Paul got out of the car coldly, with an air of aggressiveness.

Nancy was dumbfounded and didn't expect to see him here.

"What do you want!"

"Cut the crap!" Paul grabbed her by the collar. "You dead woman! How arrogant you have been to me these days; now that you are in my hands, I will get it all back. "

"Where are you taking me? Stop it! I'm going to find Crystal."

Nancy couldn't resist at all. She was bundled into the car immediately.

The sports car roared away and pulled up a hill.

A very beautiful sycamore tree was planted on the hill.

Standing here, one could see the whole city at night.

Paul braked hard again and nearly hit the sycamore tree.

Nancy screamed over her ears, her little face pale with fear.

"Where on earth are you taking me!" Nancy screamed.

"Don't you yell again!"

Paul's face turned dark. Nancy screamed as she struggled, revealing a shiny white waist and delicate white skin. Paul's lower abdomen felt hot and hardened.

He had been thinking about her for days, and his lust had been simmering for days. He slept all night dreaming about this stupid woman shaking her ass to seduce him. 

"Go away! Don't touch me!" Nancy realized what Paul was going to do, and she rebelled violently.

Paul put his hand on Nancy and asked her fiercely, "Are you going to marry Marcos?"

He was going to take her tonight and not let her marry that hypocritical man.

But he wanted to know what was going through her mind.

Nancy hated the way he pushed her around.

She hated the instant slander of his mouth.

She hated the way he threatened her. "Let me go! If you make another move, I'll scream!'

"Go ahead and scream!" Paul stared at her angrily. "There's nobody here, and nobody can hear your scream."

"If you touch me again, I'll kill you!" 

"Kill me?" Paul laughed. "You don't have the strength to tie up a chicken. Are you sure you can kill me?"

Paul pulled a dagger out of his boot.

"By the way, even if I gave you a knife, you would not dare to do it to me."

Not only did he carry a gun at all times, but he also took a knife at all times.

The hilt of the knife was thrust into her hand. He stroked her cheek and said with a cold smile, "There's no one here. You killed me, and nobody noticed."

Nancy was a little shocked.

"Kill me so you can have fun with other men."

"Don't push me. I can do it."

She had told herself never to have anything to do with the man who cheated on her. Even if she died, she didn't want to be involved with him again!

But now, he had caught her again.

Nancy pulled out the blade, and her grip began shaking with the cold light.

Paul pinched her chin and said defiantly and playfully, "Don't you dare? Or are you reluctant to kill me?"

Nancy was trembling.

"You'll never see Marcos again, Nancy. I'll take you back."

Bringing her back had become a nightmare in Nancy's mind.

He pulled down her pants and squeezed his c*ck between her legs.

Her eyes widened as it burned her.

"You still have a chance. On the count of three seconds, you give up..."

Nancy pressed a knife to her chest.

She knew she could not beat him.

Paul's face changed. The red blood had quickly penetrated her white skin.

Paul's heart began to panic, watching the red blood slide down, her hands shaking and straining.

"Are you mad?" He quickly grabbed her by the wrist.

"I don't want you, even if I die," Nancy said with firm determination in her eyes. Paul's heart seemed to be pierced with a knife at that moment.

"Let go!" Paul held her wrist tightly, afraid that she would do something stupid.

The knife had gone in part and could not be knocked out at any time, and he was afraid that she would bleed if he pulled it out.

"No. I won't." Nancy clung to the knife. Tears streamed from the corners of her eyes.

"What the hell do you want me to do, Paul?"

Paul's eyes were blank, the veins on the back of his hand twitching furiously, afraid that if he strangled her too hard, the bones of her hand would break.

But if it were too light, she wouldn't let go of the knife.

"I won't touch you. Stop it!"

Paul slipped back into his pants and pulled on the chain. He lost all interest in being stirred by her like this.

Nancy shouted in silence. "Put on my pants, too."

He had no idea that she had become so strong.

Paul carefully moved her body, put her trousers on, but rubbed her blood down.

Frankly speaking, his heart ached badly, preferring Nancy's knife to stab him.

She was so weak. He didn't know she could survive.

"Nancy!?" Paul discovered her sight began to wander and tried to pat her cheek. 

Nancy said in a daze, "I... I feel faint with blood..."

"You're getting dizzy now?"

She was only now beginning to be afraid. All this bleeding was her blood.

The thought of it made Nancy completely faint.