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CHAPTER 65

Try Begging Chapter 65

She wanted to tell the doctor her name. After all, a blabbermouth would spread rumors that Captain Winston had a mistress, and if the name 'Riddle' spread as well, wouldn't the headquarters suspect it…?

Still, she couldn't speak directly. If she did, she would definitely be taken to the torture chamber and punished.

“Why are you doing this?”

So she continued talking to Winston, for him to say 'Miss Riddle' by mistake.

“It will be over soon.”

“You could have explained what was going on in advance.”

“Stay still.”

However, he did not fall for the questions as if he had seen through Grace's ulterior motive.

“Then, doctor, please tell me.”

“…It will be over soon, Miss.”

The doctor did not answer her questions. Maybe she had been instructed not to speak to Grace, and spoke only to Winston.

“Call me Ri…”

“Quiet.”

Winston warned her as he knew she wanted to be called Riddle. Desperate, Grace couldn't give up. She wanted to let people know that she was forcibly confined here.

“When it's done, are you, uhp…”

As soon as she was about to ask if he was going to send her to the basement, the cold hand clamped her mouth shut. It was an illusion to judge that he would continue to act like a lover in front of the doctor.

“Don't talk nonsense to busy people, honey.”

Could it be because of the force pressing down on her face? She heard it as, 'Don't talk nonsense to outsiders.'

His hand immediately went away. Facing his cold eyes, Grace shut her mouth.
She hoped the doctor would call the police when she saw the rope marks on her body and the bare marks between her legs. However, it was unclear whether this would be regarded as a criminal act or as a secretive nature of a vigorous man.

“It is over.”

As soon as the contraption that had been opening her inner walls was freed, Winston lowered the skirt to cover Grace's lower body. It was astounding to see a beast behaving like a gentleman. As soon as the doctor left, he would pull up her skirt, revealing his true nature.

'…If I had known this would happen, I would have written a note in advance.'

Grace sat up and watched the two of them conversing in front of her, regretting it.

“Then, I'll send it to the mansion in a week.”

“Without the name of the sender and the recipient in my name, send it to the annex exactly.”

“Yes, I will.”

The doctor, who was having an incomprehensible conversation, lifted the bag. She cast a longing glance at the departing doctor but was immediately intercepted by Winston's body.

As soon as the door closed, the soft smile disappeared from his face.

“Miss Grace Riddle, Sally Bristol, Daisy. Whatever…”

He chanted her name one after another, showing he had endured it, clearly showing that he was aware of her intentions.

“You'd better not expect that woman to save you.”