CHAPTER 21

She had no idea they were such perverts who wanted a piece of her. She had given herself to her husband, and he was the only one who could have a piece of her. She tolerated them while patiently waiting for the man behind the scenes to emerge, and when he did, she couldn't help but become enraged.

She remembered what that lunatic of a man said as he clenched his skinny hands around her chin.

“You look a lot like her, no wonder he wants to get rid of you,” he said, his eyes filled with lust and desire.

She despised people who were lecherous, such as this man. She could smell death all over this man; he'd had his fair share of bloodbaths and was planning to add her to his list. Was he insane?

“What exactly are you talking about? Who do I resemble?”

“That is none of your business; all you need to know is that today is your last day, and when I'm done with you, I'm going to cut that kid into