7

My body is in a great deal of discomfort. I have bruises and scratches all over my seat, and my thighs are paralyzed and look to be on the edge of being cut as a result of the pain.

I'm not sure when I'll be able to break free from everything he puts me through.

I'm really baffled as to why this is happening to me. The fact that I have been laid to rest once does not diminish the reality that I have been a good child to my parents.

Things, on the other hand, are different now. When I think about it, it feels like I'm hauling about all of the world's frustration. Whenever I think back on the moment he pushed my entire being to the edge, I refuse to be bitter of how I'm feeling.

Someone entered after I looked to be asleep because I heard the doorknob turn in the middle of the night, when I was awakened by the sound of footsteps. I, on the other hand, have no notion who they are.

In the aftermath of his tormenting and making fun of me, I haven't been able to sleep at all.

"Remon, what the hell is this?" says the narrator. Also, I'm not really sure what it is, but I want it. Lesley appears to be here with me, according to my impressions. While keeping his attention set on his feet, Remon voiced his amazement that even a bad man like him could have such an emotional reaction. "It's unbelievable," he said.

If I were you, I'd put a stop to this right away. You should be aware of what you're doing and what the consequences will be. "It is not in your best interests to do this."

In spite of the fact that she isn't my Lesley, I'm not going to allow that stop me from continuing; therefore, let's get this party started, shall we?"

"I'm definitely looking forward to seeing her."

"No, she is totally mine," he adds emphatically. I was feeling ill to my stomach because of what Remon was saying. I observed him say something to his companion before walking away, and I assumed he was talking about something else.

She will be imprisoned here and transported to Europe, I have decided.

"You can't argue with her since she has her own family," says the narrator.

Her absence from her family is all she needed. "She doesn't require a family; all she requires is my presence." They then went back inside and closed and locked the door behind them.

He will no longer be able to keep me in this place and treat me with contempt. My family members are waiting for me when I return home. Something else is waiting for me outside this house, something that I have no idea what it is. His actions against me in the past will not be tolerated by me going forward.

Although I was ready to pass out, I got up and put the robe on despite the fact that I was going to pass out. Due of my physical limitations, I sat in the bathub and looked out the large window next to it while waiting for the toilet to flush.

There was no security person there at the time, yet the window was closed and the door was secured anyway.

Even though the door to the veranda was closed and would not open even though there was no lock on it, I went outside again and the windows in the bedroom opened as well, despite the fact that I had stepped outside previously.

My clothes were waiting for me in the closet when I finished making the bed. I took my time, carefully raising the chair to the ceiling and perforating it with the bowl lid while filling the bathtub with water. I was really pleased with myself. Everything in the room is crammed into a little amount of floor space. The number of available alternatives is fairly limited.

I smashed my way through the ceiling and soared to incredible heights. Because it was so dark, I couldn't see much of what was going on inside. I was able to see the road because of the little lights emerging from below me, which I believe helped me to do so. Because the home was spacious enough, just a few people were able to comfortably fit inside. When this happened, the assistant was only on three or four guards at a time. Then I walked out as soon as the lights were turned off, having waited the necessary period of time.

When the doorbell rings, "Sir, the light in ma'am Yhra's chamber has been turned off." When we delivered the food, we didn't receive any feedback." The moment I lifted that little little door from the ceiling, I came to a full stop for a split second.

Don't be alarmed at this point. I'll see to it that he's well looked after. "You're free to rest now," he said in hushed tones before walking away, followed by the guard. "Thank you," the guard said.

I felt worried and nervous before the interview. Getting out of this place was a top priority for me right now. He could see that I wasn't in bed and that the pillow was the only thing I was holding.

When I opened the door, he was on my shoulders since I couldn't stand on my own.

I took a deep breath and then leapt to the ground to catch my breath. Something had gone wrong with my fall, and it appeared as though something had fractured my leg in two places.

After screaming and writhing in agony, I realized the pain had now advanced to the top of my leg and was inflicting me from behind.

I cried hysterically because it would be impossible for me to leave and because I was unable to get up on my own was terrible for me to bear.

"Sir!" "Ma'am has arrived, sir!" "Everyone on Remo's crew muttered something as they hurried towards me, and Remo's face came into contact with mine as he gripped my foot.

Specifically, "What the fuck are you doing here?" is the query. The query was asked in an irritated tone, and my ankle crackingly shattered as he pulled and carried me to the waiting truck.

In any case, you're fully aware of the risk you're going to face, aren't you?" says the narrator. He shouted at me as I buckled my seatbelt and pulled over to the side of the road, visibly agitated.

Was it ever brought to your attention that if you don't receive treatment for a leg infection right soon, you can end up having your leg amputated? "It's a darn pity!" says the author. Because he was yelling so loudly while behind the wheel, it was difficult to see the cars on the road.

My vision has also grown hazy, and my body looks to be growing heavier as a result of the effects of the medication.

Sleeping and being able to relax, even for a small amount of time, are both things I desire right now.

He swooped down to lift me up, and I murmured in low tones, "You're a shameless pig of your habit," as we came to a complete stop and he swooped down to lift me up.

After that, he ordered me to "shut up, I don't need your opinion," and I couldn't keep my eyes open and couldn't keep my eyes open.

As soon as Remon entered into the room while holding a tray in his hands, I woke up. My left foot was still in a cast, thus moving caused discomfort because it was still in the cast.

Regardless of how hard you try, I will not allow you to leave the premises without my permission. "Can't you see that we were meant to be together from the beginning?" All I had to do was grinne and take everything off my arm with with one hand.

Make sure you don't embarrass yourself. I see that I am weak and that you have the ability to manipulate me, but I am not a fool. I'm also not a complete fool; I know exactly how to pull myself out of this mess. "You're not treating me correctly!" says the author. I yelled, and he rushed over and picked up the bodies of the fallen.

The fact that you are still in Stuborn will not spare you from your doom. Simply being in this room with me and according to my instructions is all that I ask of you. When he said something and caressed my hair, I came to a complete stop, but I tapped it instead of stopping.

He received a kind smile before I explained that "I am not a toy or anything like that; I have relatives." "You're not happy in your life," I said as tears began to well up in my eyes. "It's not your fault," I said.

"You might be right in thinking that I am not a part of your family. But trust me when I tell that you will become a member of my family in the near future. I felt ill to my stomach after hearing what he had to say. He embraced me after I shook my head, and I felt like I was being pushed all the way to my side.

"You have a strong similarity to my Lesley," says the author. I clinched my teeth and offered a shaky nod in response.

There is no such person as the lady you are referring to, and if you think that if I agree, everything would be well, you are incorrect, because I will never agree to what you want. No matter what happened to you or your life, I couldn't give a damn. If you believe I'm putanginang, please don't come near me. Exactly what you're making fun of is this term. You are now free to put your fantasies to rest!" I screamed and seized the scissors from the edge of the bed that had fallen to the floor.

If there's anything I'm thinking about right now, it's nothing else but getting out of his suffering.