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His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 48 An Auction of Women Trafficking
The fat old Lady let us call her Mrs. Carey. She threatened us with death for listening to her. She shocked everyone by using Fiona's death as a cautionary tale. She demanded that we receive every client as unconditionally as a p.rostitute, and the only reward she could give us was food. She thought it was a gift to us, because in her eyes we were all women who had been abandoned by our families, and we should be grateful that she had given us a chance to live.I cursed the damn old woman in my heart. She killed Fiona. I've carved her name into my death list. As long as I am alive, I will never let her go.Mrs. Carey put us all in one room. She said there would be a rookie auction that night, and that we would be allowed to rest in the room until then. But she still arranged for bodyguards to stand guard outside the door.The room, less than 30 square feet, was crammed with nearly 20 women. The so-called bed is a simple combination of wooden boards that can only provide a place for on
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 49 Rescued
"Look what you've given me!" The man dragged me by the wrist and pulled me in front of Mrs. Carey. "She's going to give me an infection!"Mrs. Carey is sitting on a chair in her room, counting the money from tonight's auction. When she saw the menacing man, she immediately stood up and comforted him with a respectful tone."What happened that upset you? Did this woman not take good care of you?""Damn it, haven't you examined her body before?" The man roughly tore my clothes. "Open your eyes and see. She has leprosy! You have to pay me back!""What?" Mrs. Carey immediately picked up her electric baton from the table and walked over to me. Her eyes widened as she examined my bare skin."What bad luck! She must have caught it from another woman!" Mrs. Carey called her bodyguard. "Get this woman out of here!""No! Please help me!" I knew she was going to kill me, just like she had done to Fiona. I begged her, but she wouldn't let me touch her body."Go away, you wretched woman!" Mrs. Car
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 50 You're Not Frade
I was stunned. The man in front of me wore a mask that covered half of his face. His golden eyes sparkled like stars in the darkness. His eyes were dark and cold. Although half of his face was obscured by a silver mask, the other half was as perfect as a picture of Vincent van Gogh's starry night sky.He stood in front of me, but I felt him so far away. He said nothing but looked at me. The silver mask glowed white in the moonlight, and he wore a pure white shirt, clean and neat, without a trace of wrinkles. His neck is as long as that of a swan. His lips parted slightly, revealing his white teeth.“You're awake, Sleeping Beauty!” He put his violin on the floor and leaned against the wall.His voice was calm and soft. His sound was blown away by the night breeze and brushed gently against my cheek. I felt a shiver coming over me.An inexplicable impulse prompted me to boldly touch his face mask. It was the coldness of metal. Now I know he's not Frade.I was extremely disappointed and
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 51 He Is Daley
"Good morning!" The masked man smiled politely as he walked into the room."I thought it would be a doctor!" I blurted out. Seeing this man on such a bright morning made me forget how to use polite language. My heart has a certain expectation, but also a kind of embarrassment."I am a doctor!" The man put a first-aid box on the table in the room. He opened the box and took out a stethoscope and a medical flashlight."Come and lie down on the bed," he said.I went over and lay down on the bed. He expertly placed one end of the stethoscope on my chest. The moment the silver metal touched my skin, I felt a chill pierce my heart through my skin. All my pores went into a state of tension at once. As he bent over me, I could smell the faint natural scent of flowers on his body.He turned out to be a doctor. Does this mean that he examined me and treated me while I was in a coma? I remember the strange gentle touch when I was in a coma. It was him."You're doing well!" He took the stethoscop
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 52 How Do I Get Back?
My mouth was full of the smell of dust and gunpowder, and my heart was pounding. I opened my eyes to see the ground was full of blown-out rubble and indistinguishable blackened objects. It took a while for the man who was protecting me to roll over.He coughed softly, and I turned to see that the silver mask on his face was stained with gray dust. If he hadn't pulled me away in time, I think I would have been blown to pieces by now."Are you all right, Daley?" I looked around and slowly got up to make sure there were no more explosions around. At first, my legs were still a little stiff. I didn't know if I was lying on the ground for too long or because I was afraid."I'm fine." Daley pulled me off the ground. He scanned the chaos around him with calm eyes. His eyes were fixed on the iron door destroyed by the bomb, and after a few seconds he looked up in the direction of the car just now. I saw anger in his eyes.It was a look of hatred I had never seen before. On the surface, his ey
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 53 It's Time
The sound of the door opening broke the silence, and a light came in from the direction of the door. When I came back to reality from my hallucination, Daley let go of his hand and his back was back against the sofa. The light fell on his silver mask, and now he looked serious, and there was no more reflection of me in his eyes."Daley, I heard someone drop a bomb on your house!" A man's gruff voice came from the door, and I quickly got up and stood at the end of the sofa.A muscled man in a tight T-shirt with gray hair and an Italian appearance appeared in the house. Rita's right behind him. The man greeted Daley politely, and Daley motioned for him to sit down with his eyes."Rita, why don't you make Chris a vodka," Daley said, "And get me one, too."I stood by, not knowing whether to leave or not. That man named Chris glanced at me and then at Daley.“Your new girl?” Chris teased Daley in a teasing tone. “This is the first time I've seen another woman in your house besides Rita. So
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 54 Take Off Your Clothes Now!
Now the question is, how do I get this bomb to the Karr brothers' house? Finally, Rita fixed it for me. She found me a large print skirt, which was said to have been sewn by her as a girl. The hem of this dress is so wide that it can hide two children at the same time without being seen.When Rita helped me with the bomb, a sense of uneasiness and fear came over me. Only then did I realize how dangerous the task was. I have to be careful. If I fail, my body will be buried in this strange land forever.After we had breakfast, a car stopped outside the house. Daley was wearing a white shirt, black trousers and a gray baseball cap. I saw Rita put a folding wheelchair in the trunk of the car.Chris opened the door, and I followed Daley into the car. Chris was in the passenger seat, the driver expressionless, and I noticed a bulge on his left waist. This should be the gun.The bomb strapped to my body made me fidgety and I didn't dare to move my body at will. The car started to drive down
His Perfect Wife Strikes Back 55 A Dangerous Mission
"All right, I'll do it!" I shrugged. "But please turn around. I'm not used to being stared at as I undress."Mrs. Carey cursed and turned away. I had noticed before that there was a glass teapot on the table beside me, and the water in the teapot was bottoming out. Then a girl came up to her and talked to her. I saw Mrs. Carey's electric baton is straight down, and she's listening intently to the girl.Yes, it's time. I grabbed the glass teapot and smashed Mrs. Carey's head as hard as I could. She fell to the ground when I knocked the first time. Mrs. Carey clutched her bleeding head with one hand and tried to stab me with the electric baton with the other, so I hit her again on the head. Now she fell completely on the ground, but her gray eyes still stared at me maliciously, her mouth squirming to curse at me. I know she's trying to call me a b.itch.I didn't give her any chance to make a sound. The girl who was talking to her just now was frightened. She opened her eyes wide and put
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