Chapter 83 I’ll Help You Remember
Josephine widened her eyes and stared at the figure, sizing him up.
It was Seth, and he was wearing a faint smile on his face.
Josephine never would have guessed that the person who tied her up was him. She continued to struggle but to no avail. The ropes bound her hands and feet, leaving her with no way to communicate except through her eyes.
Seth approached her, bending down slightly and fixing his gaze on Josephine. “Josephine, you look shocked,” he mocked. “Well, I suppose no one would have expected it to be me. I just wonder if Lewis will be able to figure it out,” he added softly as if he was casually chatting with her.
Josephine was at a loss as she stared straight at Seth in confusion.
His smile deepened as he curled his lips and asked, “You want to know why I brought you here and why I kidnapped you, right?”
Josephine pressed her lips together, refusing to speak. It was the most perplexing thing for her at that moment.
Seth leaned in and grazed her cheek with his frigid finger. Josephine shuddered and instinctively pulled away.
“Do you honestly not recall anything?” Seth muttered to himself, his eyes momentarily glazing over.
Josephine felt a glimmer of confusion wash over her.
Suddenly, Seth’s finger traveled down to her chin, tilting her face up to meet his looks like you need a little assistance,” he said with a sinister grin.
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Josephine’s heart raced as she tried to anticipate his next move. The pressure on her jaw intensified, and she cried out in agony. Tears streamed down her face, falling onto Seth’s hand and leaving a wet trail behind.
As she tried to focus on the cruel smile in front of her, Josephine could see the icy glint in his eyes. His features were handsome, but the way he had just manhandled her made him seem like a monster.
Before Josephine could recover from the pain, he forcefully twisted his wrist, causing her and the chair to fall to the floor. Her head hit the floor hard. The pain was unbearable, and her vision was starting to black out.
She shut her eyes and tried to scream, but her voice was weak and feeble, barely audible above the ringing in her ears.
Seth grabbed her hair and lifted her head up again. “It doesn’t matter if you forget; I’ll help you remember,” Seth said in a gentle voice.
They only served to send a chill down Josephine’s spine. She was filled with a sense of dread. She could feel the coldness seeping into her bones, and her limbs felt numb and heavy. After struggling to open her eyes, she stared at the man in front of her.
Just as she thought, Seth was a wolf in sheep’s clothing all along!
Seth had been part of the Alvarez family for two years, and everyone thought he was a gentle and humble man. But Josephine’s intuition had told her otherwise, and now she was face-to- face with the wolf himself.
She wanted to talk to Seth and struggled harder, but it was no use.
Seth wasn’t interested in talking to her. He only wanted to torture her. With a cruel smirk, Seth seized a handful of Josephine’s hair and yanked her to her feet.
The pain was excruciating, and she gasped for air, feeling like she was being strangled. When she finally managed to sit up, Seth let go of her. She saw that Seth had pulled out a clump of her hair.
Josephine had always been wary of Seth, but now, she was truly terrified of him. She tried to back away, but the chair nearly toppled over, and she was forced to stay put, lowering her head and trembling with fear.
Seth grabbed Josephine’s chin, forcing her to meet his gaze. “Do you remember anything?”
Tears filled her eyes as she wracked her brain, trying to recall all that had transpired over the years. She had no idea what he wanted her to remember or why he was doing this. Josephine looked at him with pleading eyes, hoping for some kind of explanation.
However, Seth just smiled, his eyes betraying a sinister amusement. “I’m not going to tell you. If you remember, you wouldn’t be looking at me like that.”
Josephine tried to speak, but Seth leaned in closer before she could utter a word. Her eyelids. fluttered as she instinctively pulled back, but he grabbed her face, holding her in place. Their noses touched, their breaths mingling in the air between them.
It was a moment of intense intimacy and ambiguity.
Josephine froze, unsure of what to do or say.
Finally, Seth broke the silence. “You know, Josephine, you deserve to die.”
Josephine’s eyes met Seth’s with a jolt, causing her heart to pound. But before she could even react, he violently pushed her out of the chair, causing her to crash again on the floor.
She felt every bone in her body jar with the impact, and the pain was so intense that she could not even cry out. Large droplets of sweat cascaded down her face as she lay curled up on the
ground, her skin deathly pale.
Nobody knew how much pain she was feeling. She wasn’t able to scream at all.
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