qFollowing the loud thud, blood began to stream out of Chris' wound.
Chris let out a loud shriek as he collapsed from the sofa.
Immediately, Nancy seized this opportunity to crawl up and escape. She tried to open the door, only to find that it'd been locked from the outside.
“Who's outside?” Nancy pounded her fists against the door. “Open the door this instance!” she demanded.
“Ms. Nancy, Mr. Gold instructed for you and Mr. Nacht to retire early tonight.” Outside, the maid spun on her heel and left.
“Open the door!” Nancy screamed angrily. Yet, no one heeded her cries.
“You b*tch. How dare you hit me?” At the same time, Chris managed to regain his bearings.
Although he still had one hand pressed against his bloodied forehead, Chris grabbed Nancy's hair and wrenched the latter away from the door. Before she could react, he tossed her to the bed and stripped off her clothes.
“Let me go! Let go of me!” Nancy screamed hysterically. Despite her best efforts to resist Chris, she was no match for his brute force.
In the blink of an eye, Chris managed to overwhelm her. Repeatedly, he pounded roughly into her with the sole intent of revenge.
Chris' erratic movements were akin to that of a wild beast. “Your father locked you in this room with me because he wanted me to have you. Do you understand?” he hissed lowly in her ear.
In Chris' eyes, Nancy had become a scapegoat for the anger he harbored toward Jesse. The more he thought about it, the angrier he got. As the fury consumed Chris, he could barely restrain his urge to murder Nancy.
Pinned under him, Nancy had sobbed to the point where her entire body was trembling. Toward the end, the fight drained out of her. Blankly, she stared at the ceiling and simply laid there like a puppet with its strings cut, letting Chris do as he pleased with her limp body.
Nevertheless, the helpless look in her eyes was gradually replaced with one of hatred and fury.
I hate Chris, my father, and Charlotte. Screw everyone who hurt me!
At the same time, Charlotte sneezed a few times. For some reason, she felt a feeling of unease.
Nevertheless, she brushed it off. I need to find Robbie as soon as possible.
In an attempt to locate Robbie quicker, Bruce and Sean split up to traverse different paths while Charlotte tagged along with Bruce. They all hoped to find Robbie by three o'clock tomorrow afternoon.
Yet, the continuous heavy downpour thwarted their plans.
The rain made traveling difficult and further delayed their journey.
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