MY LITTLE SWEET WIFE (2)

Chapter 235 - Kidnapping VI

[This is an adaptation, this story is not mine. The credits goes to the original writer. Please do not vote!]

*The following chapter contained a scene that some readers may find disturbing and may/not suitable for younger audiences.*

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That was ...

Heo Sung Tae actually installed a camera here!

"What are you trying to do!"

"Don't come near me!"

Seeing how he had suddenly taken off his clothes, exposing his plump upper body, Jennie was immediately filled with fear.

"Scram!"

There was a ripping sound in the air, and Jennie screamed and resisted with all her might, but all of a sudden she felt the edge of the bed sink, and Heo Sung Tae's disgusting face flashed before her eyes.

His head bent down to suck at the skin of her neck. Jennie screamed in disgust, "Let go of me! Don't touch me!"

The buttons on her clothes popped open like beans. Her clothes were opened wide, showing her bra and underwear.

Jennie curled up, trying to cover herself, but her limbs were still not free. In the midst of her fear, her neck had been bitten to the point of turning purple. Her entire body was trembling, and her eyes were filled with mist and despair.

"Don't..."

At this moment, those memories of 7 years ago flashed through her mind. Jennie had worked hard to forget everything, the feelings of shame and humiliation. That day, she struggled desperately in the cold, damp warehouse, struggling for a chance to regain her freedom.

Jennie suddenly turned around and bit Heo Sung Tae's ear, but got slapped in return.

"F*ck, you bitch!" He slapped her cheek again and Jennie could feel the metallic taste in her mouth.

Heo Sung Tae then took out a piece of cloth from an unknown place and stuffed it into her mouth. At the same time, he ruthlessly tore off her undergarment.

While she was struggling, his hand fiercely brushed against her collarbone, causing her to frown in pain.

"Woo... Woo!" Jennie wriggled her body, crying and bleeding.

"Mmm... Mmm."

"Don't move! You little slut!" Heo Sung Tae kept slapping her face again and again.

Her breath became heavy, and her head was buzzing as she looked at Heo Sung Tae's disgusting face.

Jennie felt dizzy. Suddenly, the ringing of a cell phone rang in the basement. Heo Sung Tae cursed as he got up to answer the phone. "Hello? What is it? Don't you know that I can not be bothered tonight? Do you want to die?"

The next moment, Heo Sung Tae's expression changed. He turned around to look at the woman who was curling up in the corner, staring at him with fear and hatred. After a moment of hesitation, he put down the phone.

Jennie had no strength left in her body. She could only glare at Heo Sung Tae.

Suddenly, she saw Heo Sung Tae hurriedly put on his clothes and belt, picked up his things, and ran out of the room. He did not even lock the door.

Jennie leaned against the corner of the bed, her terrified eyes staring at the creaking and swaying door. Her entire body was ice-cold, and the humiliation that she had long forgotten deep in her heart assaulted her mind again, leaving her body powerless.