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Flash Marriage: He Made My Jaw Drop novel Chapter 893

Chapter 893 

Vivienne Quinn refuses to have sex with Damien Smyth, she still can’t take it, a dirty self. 

She didn’t want to… dirty him too. 

She ate what Damien Smyth had brought, and she lay back under the covers, she didn’t want to see anyone, she didn’t want to say anything, she drove people away. 

She is also numb to the death of those four people, those people deserve to die. 

After lying down for a while, Vivienne Quinn got up and went to the bathroom. She took off her clothes and saw the bruises on her body. The unbearable picture came to her mind and nearly collapsed her. 

Vivienne Quinn bit her lips tightly. She put a jar full of water, lay down in it, and rubbed her skin constantly. It was red and bruised, but she didn’t feel any pain. 

She couldn’t wash it clean anyway, she was too dirty. 

While washing, Vivienne Quinn cried, tears dripping into the bathtub and disappearing. 

Blood came out, slowly, staining the tub red. 

Seeing the bright red, Vivienne Quinn was inexplicably excited, and a weird and desperate smile spread from the corner of her lips. 

She numbly took Damien Smyth ‘s razor from the drawer and removed the blades. 

With just a swipe of her wrist, she no longer has to face a dirty self. 

Vivienne Quinn closed her eyes and was about to commit 

suicide in despair when there was a knock on the door outside and Damien Smyth’s urgent voice,” Vivienne Quinn, Vivienne Quinn? What are you doing inside? I’m coming in.” 

Damien Smyth, who was kicked out, went back and forth, how could he rest assured that Vivienne Quinn was left alone? 

Seeing that there was no movement inside, he felt a bad premonition. 

Just as he was about to twist the door to go in, the door opened. 

Vivienne Quinn was wrapped in a bath towel, covered her whole body tightly, and said expressionlessly,”I’m just taking a shower, you don’t need to make a fuss.” 

It was Damien Smyth ‘s voice that pulled her back from the brink of despair. 

Vivienne Quinn walked past him, went to the cloakroom, and changed into a tight suit. 

Damien Smyth glanced at the bathroom, where the razor blades were glowing coldly in the trash can. 

The water that has not been completely drained is not the right color. 

She just wanted to commit suicide. 

Thinking of this, Damien Smyth’s complexion changed drastically, and he quickly walked to the cloakroom, grabbed her wrist and checked it. 

He was relieved that there was no wound. If he hadn’t come to 

her just now, would she have cut her wrist with a blade? 

Damien Smyth embraced Vivienne Quinn, a little at a loss, he was panicked, he didn’t frown in the face of tens of billions of orders, but the thought of Vivienne Quinn committing suicide. made him completely panicked. 

“You still have me and the children, Vivienne Quinn, you have nothing to do, if you dare to die, then I will accompany you.” Damien Smyth’s eyes were scarlet, he hugged her and cried. 

If you ask him what he fears most in life, it is losing Vivienne Quinn. 

Vivienne Quinn was in his arms, sobbing. 

This fool, no matter what she becomes, he will never say he doesn’t want her. 

Vivienne Quinn clutched his clothes tightly, her heart twisted like a knife,” Why are you… so stupid.” 

She also said this sentence at the police station. 

Even if she bears the suspicion of killing madam Smyth, he still only cares about her. 

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