Chapter Thirty Nine

"You know, why can't you kill me?!" He said while pointing the gun at his forehead by pressing deeply, done repeatedly.

"Because you know being a human bastard isn't just enough to be killed!" The answer sounded shaky but filled with courage.

There was no smile that almost resembled a grin when he heard the answer that was very painful. He tightened his grip on the little girl's arm with sharp eyes, even looking a little red.

"Tell me my daughter, what did Mr.Charmond say to you to make your head wash for just one hatred for me?! You want to know what happened to your husband in that room?!" He asked in a threatening tone.

The little girl held her breath longer, her eyes fixed on the iron locked door, its size was enormous. Inside there is her husband, is it possible that the man can still breathe?

"Calm down, Grace. Calm down, calm down." She closed eyes for a few seconds, though the joints in her legs were nearly paralyzed in place. She even held her urine because was too afraid of