Chapter 146: Get Out

Cassandra POV:

Cut a few fingers? Sure, why not? So, I took his hands and just touched them in a way of preparing to cut one of his middle fingers. Now I could feel his hand shaking even more.

Are you afraid of pain, Ricky? Did you know how much pain I suffered in the hand of the Rossi because of your mistake? The tip of the knife slightly touched his skin and blood instantly emerged from that tiny wound, showing how sharp the blade was.

His expression changed and I saw how he began to grit his teeth to be courageous enough to take the punishment he offered me to do. But then, I knew who I am. I was not this violent. I didn't do revenge in this way. And it just made me hate him, even more, that he thought this kind of thing would make me feel better.

So bitterly, I just threw away the knife on the floor instead. I sniffed hard trying to avoid getting sobby.

"Get out..." I said gently at first. He didn't listen to it at once and just gazed up, giving me his annoying confused look.

"Ju