Twins and Ex-wife novel Chapter 1373

Kiki has sought death countless times in prison, and each time she did, it was as if she saw hope, as if she could leave all the filthy, bitter whirlwind and walk cleanly into another world.

This time, she saw that hope again and so, against all odds, she wanted to embrace the light.

Living was too painful, too desperate, only death could bring true relief.

"Kiki!"

Quinn was horrified, and with the force of his hand, he grabbed Kiki's left hand. He was strong enough not to let her hit the wall, but his heart, however, was still beating wildly.

When he thought that if he had been a second later just now, Kiki would have died in front of him, he could not tell the panic.

"Kiki, no one is hitting you, don't worry, I won't hit you, I won't touch you! Kiki, come to your senses!"

Quinn rubbed her hand, trying to help her relax, and it was then that he noticed the unusual nature of her left hand.

On her palm, there were criss-crossing wounds that should have just scabbed over not long ago, and in the struggle earlier, those wounds, which had split open again, oozed thick blood.

What shocked him most was not the wound on her palm, but her missing little finger.

He had seen her play the piano.

How could the hand that plays the piano and writes poetry be missing finger? How could she be missing finger and have such hideous and ugly scars?

"Kiki, where's your pinky?! Tell me, how did you lose your pinky?! Where did your pinky go?!"

As if Kiki had not heard his words, her eyes were empty and dead, and he could not find any focus in her eyes.

They were, obviously, on the same earth, close at hand, yet he felt that they were, invariably, separated in two worlds.

The world he was in was a colourful world, while the world she was in was a hell on earth where a thousand miles of ice and not a single blade of grass grew.

A world of colourful flowers, how nice!

But Quinn found that he wanted to go with her to the hell where she was, to be near her soul, her heart.

Quinn's movements just now were so frantic that the clothes on Kiki's back had been torn to pieces.

Then the street light wasn't very bright and he could clearly see the scars that crisscrossed her back, terrifying.

Especially the scars that are deeply sunken near her waist are like taking a person from earth, to a walk through purgatory.

Staring dead on at the scars on her back, Quinn suddenly remembered what his two friends Jeremiah and Raphael had told him about her.

They say that she was not a cool, lonely woman, but in fact she was a woman of the highest calibre.

When she was not yet divorced from Christ, she cuckolded him, and after she was jailed, she even tried to hook up with men everywhere.

Because of the shelter of those men, she had a particularly good time in prison. When others were in prison, they suffered; when she was in prison, she enjoyed the benefits.

When Jeremiah and Raphael said these things, he was convinced of what they were saying.

But now, seeing the bruises on Kiki's body, he felt that all this, it seemed, was not the truth.

Quinn was not stupid, on the contrary, he was notoriously smart and wise, only that, once upon a time, he was blinded by the maze and could not see many things.

Now, looking at Kiki, who was like a soul imprisoned in hell in front of him, unable to struggle, suddenly, he seemed to understand something.