She Killed My Ex novel Chapter 66

Chapter 66 If It Hurts, Then Bite Me

"If one day there is someone in this world who disturbs my mind, I will kill her with my own hands."

That was Bentley's awareness as a teenager.

As the heir and the future helmsman of the Shawn family, Bentley grew up with the strictest and most ruthless education. His grandfather taught his own grandson himself into a ruthless and cold-blooded robot.

Grandfather once said, "You cannot have a weakness. If one day, there is a person who can easily influence your decisions and affect your mind, then that person will be the most terrible enemy. Ben, to the enemy, you have to kill her with your own hands."

When Bentley told Anderson these words in person, Anderson, who was also a teenager at that time, in addition to getting shocked, he thought Bentley was just saying that. Everyone said a few words which he thought cool at the time when he was young. But when he thought about it after growing up, he might feel that boyhood was in a hurry.

Perhaps, Anderson has long forgotten that Bentley had said these words. Or perhaps, Anderson just listened to the words as a joke and left them behind.

But Anderson could never have imagined that other people's boyhood days were completely different with Bentley's.

On the side of the big bed, the man's fingers locked around the throat of the woman on the bed. But he just locked it and didn't put forth his strength.

He was puzzled. Why did this damn woman always cause his mood swings easily?

Why did she always piss him off so easily?

And why her painful curled appearance would make him want to go up to check it out uncontrollably.

He sat on the sofa. He did not want to go up to check urgently because of her painful wailing.

He has tried very hard to control himself, "Don't go up to check".

He has really exhausted his self-control. It was all her fault! It was all because of her painful groans again and again!

His fingers were long and slender, and his finger bones were well-defined. A pair of very beautiful hands clasped her neck. He gritted his teeth, with his fingers putting forth his strength little by little. He thought to himself, "It doesn't matter, only with a little more strength, you can kill this woman who easily affects your mind."

Then he would not be affected by her again and would not perversely drove her to the hospital in the middle of the night.

Even Winnie didn't enjoy the treatment.

"Hiss! Ho ho!" She curled herself into a ball, then she wrinkled her brow in pain again.

In the light of the bedside wall lamp, a face full of cold sweat was clearly imprinted in Bentley's eyes.

His fingers which were locking around her throat suddenly loosed. He couldn't do it! He couldn't kill her!

Once his hand was released, Bentley seemed immediately ran out of strength. His hand propped up on the edge of the bed, propping up most of his body. After gasping for breath twice, he finally calmed down.

He looked up and saw the woman wriggled her body in pain.

First she just groaned in pain, then she curled up into a ball, but still seemed to be painful. She could only twist her body, and in the end, she was so painful that she rolled over and over on the bed.

Suddenly she tugged the needle on the back of her hand and blood quickly returned down the injection hose.

Bentley pressed her hand. Her hand which was dripping saline couldn't move, so the rest of her body was restless, tossing, turning and wriggling. Bentley had no idea. His other large palm controlled her other hand, and his own body pressed on her body, only then he restrained her to move.

"Hmm, let go..."

Bentley listened to her incessant murmuring which was clearly painful beyond words. He suddenly realized that from beginning to end, she groaned or made meaningless monotone painfully, but she never shouted that she was painful.