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Passionate Devotion: Master Fudd's Beloved Wife novel Chapter 924

In the damp and dark alley, a woman covered with blood and bruises was lying in the mud.

She was assaulted.

Warm, fresh blood flowed between her thighs.

She was suffering immense pain and did not have the energy to move. There were bruises and wounds all over her face.

She felt as if blood had been drained out from her body.

She wanted to call for help. However, there was no one in the vicinity who could help her. She looked at the busy red-light district across the street.

Natalie felt helpless and cried. Her voice cracked as she called for help. “Help… Is there anyone… Help me… Please…”

Like a ghost, she dug her fingers to the ground and slowly dragged her paralyzed body forward, leaving a long, crooked trail of blood behind.

She could not afford to die now. She had to live!

To those who humiliated her, she would get her revenge and let them pay a huge price for hurting her!

In Lake Street Mansion.

Boyle had just coaxed Cherie to sleep when his phone vibrated.

He quickly took his phone and walked out of the room. He answered the call right after he closed the door.

“Hello?”

“Boss, we’ve found Natalie Jones. But she’s… Mrs. White hired some people to gang up on her, causing her to have a miscarriage. Also… They raped her.”

Boyle’s underling looked at the filthy woman who was lying on the floor in disgust.

Boyle was shocked upon hearing the news. However, he had no interest in Natalie’s personal matters.

“Ask her if there was something that happened between her and my wife.”

“Noted.”

Natalie crawled toward Boyle’s underling and smiled wickedly. “Tell Boyle to ask me personally if he wants to know what happened between me and Cherie! Do you think you’re worthy of knowing the truth?”

She laughed hysterically as if she had gone insane.

Boyle’s underling frowned upon looking at the crazy woman in front of him. “Boss, she wants to talk to you.”

“Hand the phone to her.” Boyle creased his brows and seemed a little impatient.

Boyle’s underling crouched down and held the phone to Natalie’s ears.

Natalie smiled. “Boyle, you’re calling me at last, huh?”

Boyle’s furrow deepened. “What did you do to Rie seven years ago?”

She laughed. “I showed her the forged video and boasted about having sex with you. She was so pissed that she threw my phone down the stairs. Tell me, who does she think she is? I despise her. I despair her for being high and mighty all the time. I despise her for getting anything she wants without making a single effort.

“Boyle, do you know how happy I was when you dumped her? You did nothing wrong. People like her need to be taught a lesson. We need to let her know that not everything in the world will go as she wishes.

“She doesn’t like me and neither do I. When I pushed her down the stairs, I was scared but thrilled at the same time. There was finally an opportunity for me to trample her underfoot.

“Do you know how pitiful she looked then? She was lying on the ground covered with blood. With her hands on her stomach, she begged me. She begged me to save her. Boyle, have you ever seen the miserable side of her? That was my first time seeing that. I have no idea how thrilled and complacent I was at that time. I purely hated her being all and mighty. The more she acts like that, the stronger my desire is to break her ego. I want to let her know that the man she loves doesn’t even love her at all. The more she suffers, the happier I am. I want her to beg me and kneel at my feet.”

Boyle closed his eyes while trying to suppress his anger.

His voice was bone-chilling. “I’m afraid I have to disappoint you. She’s my wife now and I love her more than anyone. Her love toward me was never petty and I love the way she is.”

Natalie had a mental breakdown as she yelled, “Impossible! You two have been separated for seven years. There’s no way you two would get back together again!”

Boyle was smug. “She’s sleeping beside me now. It’s her birthday today and we’re spending this special occasion together. And you, an unimportant character in our lives, don’t have the right to judge our relationship.”

His words broke her faith.

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