Masuk"Mr. Clarke, can you help me get rid of the tattoo on my butt?" The young man asks me for help with red-rimmed eyes. A lot of people have specifically requested me to tattoo something on their body. Honestly, this is the first time I've received a request to remove a tattoo from one's butt. He grits his teeth, as though he has finally made up his mind. "I just found out that my girlfriend has a husband! I want to break up with her, so I must get rid of the tattoo!" I nod in response. "Strip down and let me see the area and the mass covered." The man hesitates for a moment before turning his back on me and slowly taking off his pants. As soon as his right buttcheek is revealed, I feel my breath getting hitched in my throat. My wife, Annie Sylvester's face is actually tattooed on that area.
Lihat lebih banyakIn the visitation room, Annie and I sat on one side of the glass. Hudson sat across from us, held in place by two police officers.He glanced at Annie, her head wrapped in bandages, then looked at me with a twisted excitement. "Well, if this isn't the great tattoo artist, Luther! Wait, who's that beside you? It's not Ms. Sylvester, is it?"He burst into laughter. "What's wrong? Too disfigured to show your face now? Do you feel like hiding from the world, too ashamed to face the light?"Annie ignored his taunts and picked up the phone. "Your sister, Mona Brown, is a finance student at Seafield University, right? Top of her class, scholarship every year—your greatest pride."The smile froze on Hudson's face. A sense of dread crept in. "W-What are you trying to do? This has nothing to do with her!""It didn't," Annie said coldly. "But the money you used to pay her tuition, rent her luxury apartment, and buy her designer bags was all embezzled from my company."She continued, "I've a
Just like that, two months passed.One day, a heavily scarred Hudson stormed into the rehabilitation center, holding a bottle of liquid. The moment his eyes landed on me, they burned with insane hatred."You…" he seethed. "This is all your fault! You made me the way I am today! Go to hell!"He twisted the cap off the bottle and hurled the corrosive liquid toward my face. It happened so fast I didn't even have time to flinch, let alone dodge. At the last possible second, a figure lunged in front of me, shielding me like a mother bear. The sound of acid hitting flesh sent a chill up my spine.The entire contents of the bottle splashed over Annie's head. She let out a blood-curdling scream, then collapsed.No sooner had she fallen than Hudson was restrained by the arriving security guards. He looked at her, melting and screaming, then glanced at me—untouched—and laughed berserkly."You fucking deserve this, Annie, you bitch! Justice is finally served!"I stood where I was, watch
In a remote mountain region so isolated it didn't even appear on maps, Annie rushed through the night and finally found me at a small-town burn rehabilitation center.Indeed, I was still alive. After being abandoned on the cliff that day, I woke up.The system told me there was a bug in the storyline. Apparently, the causal chain hadn't completed its cycle, and therefore, I couldn't return to the original world yet.For a good hour, I cursed the system to pieces.Thankfully, an old farmer gathering herbs in the middle of the night had stumbled across me. If he hadn't, the wolves really would have finished the job. I was holding a color chart, calmly teaching a girl, whose face had been scarred by fire, how to paint a beautiful red flower on her cheek. Sunlight streamed through the window, warm and peaceful.The next second, Annie appeared in the doorway, blocking the sunlight. Her eyes were bloodshot as she stared desperately at me."Luther, I'm so sorry… It was all my fault! I
Annie took a step back and commanded the bodyguards behind her, "Do it."Two new bodyguards stepped forward, each grabbing one of Hudson's arms and twisting with all their strength. A sickening crack echoed through the basement as he screamed.But this was only the beginning."Now, his legs," Annie added coldly. "Break them, too."The basement was filled with Hudson's agonized cries as the guards carried out her orders, but she remained unsatisfied. Later, she hired a private doctor at great expense, giving him only one task—ensure Hudson stayed alive to feel it all. Each time Hudson's injuries began to heal, the bodyguards would twist them again. Then, the doctor would mend them, only for the cycle to restart.The torment of seeing a glimmer of hope only to have it crushed back into despair was far worse than a quick death. The stun baton that had once been used on me was also brought out. Annie held it and approached him.The once-attractive man now cowered in the corner, b






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