Chapter 112 Stephen Was a Madman!

Moonlight shone softly through the orchard into the house. In the haze of light and dark, Yvonne saw a pair of eyes staring coldly at her.

"Stephen, it’s late at night. What the fuck are you on?"

"Do you know what happens to people who betray me?" Stephen slowly tightened his grip around her throat.

Now that he'd realized that Yvonne could cure Conan, he didn’t want to keep her.

Yvonne could sense the danger she was in and reacted naturally. Unfortunately, Stephen’s possessiveness was taking over, and he was drunk. He couldn’t tell how much force he was using. Her struggles only angered him, resulting in heavier punishment. His hand clasped around her neck, and he seemed to want to snap her in two.

Yvonne knew what a murderous person looked like.

Stephen wanted to kill her.

Right before she suffocated, he finally let go.

Yvonne immediately flipped him over and threw herself on the bed, gasping. Her chest heaved. Her throat was sore and tasted of blood, as if she'd swallowed san