All Chapters of His Perfect Wife Strikes Back: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

"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

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

"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

Daley sent someone to drive me back to his house, and the nine rescued girls were sent to a safe place by Chris. Chris assured me that they would not be forced into p.rostitution, and they would be given food and a comfortable room.I sat in the living room and waited with a small-caliber pistol in my hand. I found it when I snuck into Daley's study on my way back. It was in the top drawer of his desk. The magazine of the pistol was empty, but I found the bullet in the same place. I'm sure there are plenty of bullets in the pistol now, enough to kill at least one person.When night fell, I didn't turn on the lights. My body was so merged with the darkness that I could barely breathe. Time passed slowly, and there was silence all around. My eyes were fixed on the door, waiting for the person who would come in.Outside the house there was the sound of a car, and then I heard the noise of an iron door opening. The sound only lasted a few seconds before it stopped, and then the whole yard

A spatter of blood from the older Karr's chest splashed on Daley's white clothes. His face was blank, his eyes fixed on the scalpel. He was as serious as a doctor who was operating on a patient, and every cut he made made the older Karr wriggle his body.'He must be in pain!'I thought to myself.Watching the older Karr's face grow pale and contorted, a sense of pleasure rose in my heart. He got what he deserved. As Daley moved, a strong smell of blood filled the warehouse.The smell made my head spin and I looked at the older Karr's bloody chest. Daley put the scalpel aside on a silver plate. He didn't even need gloves to feel his wounds with his hands.The older Karr's bulging eyes were about to pop out of their sockets. His head was shaking wildly, and his hands and feet were struggling to free themselves from the ropes. At that moment, he was like a catfish waiting to be killed on the chopping board in the desperately beating, tail slapping the chopping board in an attempt to esca