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Savage Love On His Wheelchair novel Chapter 603

"Don't ...... you let go of me ......"

Rosemary's hands kept pounding hard on the man's body, but the man was unmoved.

The man's smelly mouth nibbled sharply on Rosemary's face, and Rosemary just felt her whole body's blood freeze as she kept shaking her head.

Distressing sounds, cries, in this empty forest seems extraordinarily mournful.

Seeing that Rosemary kept dodging his touch, the man flung Rosemary a few times, and his head, which was already dizzy, was now even dizzier.

"If I did not see you have some beauty, even if you begged to let me on you, I am too dirty, and give me to pretend what chaste martyr!"

The man was very spoiled to say, see Rosemary under the body is not in the chaos of shouting, thought she was afraid, the corners of the mouth hanging smug smile, said: "early so, and why eat those few slaps!"

This person is really cheap ......

The words fell, the man heartily wiped the blood off the corners of her mouth, very proudly said.

Just heard a hiss, Rosemary chest clothes by the man ripped off a large piece, revealing a large white and tender skin, looking at the rude man's eyes are about to fall off.

Boy, this is a real beauty!

"Let go of me ......"

The man's clothes were ripped off a large piece of his chest, he hurriedly reached out to cover his chest, a face of shame and anger, so that all the strength, while the man froze that moment, the top of the knee ruthlessly to the other party's crotch a kick.

"Ah ......"

The man instantly fell to the ground, clutching his lifeblood as he rolled around in pain.

Rosemary got up from the ground and hurried aside when the man wasn't looking.

Just walked not a few steps, only to hear a loud bang behind you, turn around and see a blurred shadow seems to be holding a stick in a non-stop smashing something, black in front of your eyes, you do not know anything.

"Mr. Grant, look at the signs of a struggle here!"

Wilson walked up and looked at the blood on the leaves that hadn't completely dried, his face getting harder and harder, clenching his fists tightly.

"Don't worry, with Edmund around, it'll be fine!"

Looking at Wilson like this, Nathaniel gave him a gentle pat on the shoulder and comforted him.

He was not a little less worried than Wilson, he just didn't show it easily, he didn't want Rosemary to be caught between them and in a difficult situation.

"Let's hope so!"

If Rosemary is really with Edmund, he is instead not so worried, she is worried that Edmund is not with her at all, and that is what he is worried about.

Such a big forest, if really get separated, really want to find it is like a needle in a haystack, not to mention Rosemary is just a weak woman, nothing, if you meet those bad guys or beasts and so on, it is not only waiting for death.

Once he thought of these, Wilson's heart was like a million needles stabbing the general, painful he could not breathe.

Two people continued to walk forward, did not take long to see two bodies lying on the ground, looking at the wounds on it, obviously a stick or other hard objects smashed.

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