In My Desperate Time novel Chapter 376

I really can't listen to this. I cover my ears but Whitney's screaming still faintly reaches my ears.

Frances also notices that I'm uncomfortable. He whispers to me, "If you're uncomfortable, let's go."

I am indeed not feeling very well. As a woman, I cannot face such a scene calmly.

I nod and walk out with Frances.

As soon as we reach the entrance of the building, we run into Lawrence, who is rushing over angrily.

"Where's Whitney? Where's Whitney?"

He walks over and pulls Frances’ collar.

Frances chuckles. He removes Lawrence's hand and says, "You dare ask me. Why don't you go in and take a look? Perhaps you will help her suffer less."

Lawrence is shocked and hurriedly rushes inside.

It seems that this terrible nightmare should be over.

However, for Whitney, it was unforgettable.

For some things, there's no difference between one minute and one hour.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Frances holds me and we return.

Before we reach the room, we hear a series of wailing sounds.

Whitney sits on the ground. Her clothes are tattered into pieces that they couldn't cover her beautiful body. Lawrence's coat wraps her shoulders, but it can't hide every place.

She sits there lifeless like a broken porcelain doll, tears streaming down mechanically.

Beneath her is a pool of bright blood.

She's not a virgin. I know. It should that those men are too rude, so that she gets hurt like this.

Lawrence seems to have gone mad as he desperately beats those hooligans.

They are badly beaten and don't even have the strength to fight back, but Lawrence still doesn't stop.

He roars as he fought, as if he wants to vent all his anger on them.

"Will he beat them to death?"