Desires Die Hard novel (Anya and Evan) novel Chapter 691

Chapter 691 

“You bitch, Anya! How dare you hit me! I’ll make you wish you’d never been born!” Melissa said painfully after being whipped by Anya and beaten by the bodyguards. 

She cursed and struggled to get up trying to hit Anya. 

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But she forgot that she was no longer the respected Mrs. MacMillan. 

Jail would be her new home. She shouldn’t have been confident to scold Anya. 

Anya only found Melissa pathetic, so she whipped her again the moment she got up. 

Almost instantly, a wound appeared on Melissa’s chest. 

Melissa couldn’t stand the extreme pain and fell to the ground with a wailing roll. 

But she didn’t stop cursing even when she was in sorrow. “I swear you will suffer like your fucking mother; you bitch!” 

Melissa simply couldn’t accept being inferior to Shirley. 

She couldn’t understand why Shirley became Mrs. MacMillan easily while she could only be a substitute for her after they divorced. 

She had drowned herself in the hatred for more than 20 years. 

She couldn’t get rid of it. 

“Well, let’s see who croaks first, me or you! Oh wait, don’t forget to count your daughter in…” Melissa mentioning her mom irritated Anya. Her mom shouldn’t have been dead if the MacMillans family had helped her. 

They had killed her mom indirectly. 

Anya could bear to recall the way her mom looked when she died. That scene had become the pain she could never get over with. 

She wasn’t able to save her mom at that time. 

But fortunately, she was able to revenge for her now. 

She would punish them all! 

“Bitch! Don’t you dare lay a finger on my daughter!” Melissa started to yell hysterically. 

“She broke the law. She had ruined her life for good. What’s more, I won’t let her live a peaceful life here in Nordeny,” said Anya. She hit Melissa again and again with the whip in her hand and with each move, she said, “This is for my mother. 

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Chapter 691 

“This is for your bullying her. 

“This is for my husband. 

“This is for all the people you have hurt before.” 

Wounds had covered every inch of Melissa’s skin. Pain left no room for her overweening attitude. All she could do was lying on the floor suffering the whips. 

She was nearly unconscious when Anya finally got tired of hitting her. 

The bodyguards feared that it would be bad for Anya if Melissa died. So they said, “Ms. Anya. Let’s leave the rest to the police. She killed Mdm MacMillan and kidnapped Miss. Paige. One of her legs had stepped into hell.” 

“Alright,” said Anya. Then she dropped off the whip. 

She thought even the death sentence was too good for Melissa. 

She should be locked in jail and be tortured for the rest of her life.