Leaving the Wrong Love Behind Forever novel Chapter 517

"Stinky bitch, who didn't come here to have fun tonight? You actually want to act high with me. I was not willing to invite you at first, but now, with this attitude, I know that the woman I'm pairing with tonight is you. If you don't want to play, what are you doing out here? You are looking down on me?" The man raised the paper in his hand and threw it at her face, cursing.

"You bastard, why did you hit me?" Sylvia was furious, covering her face and shouting angrily.

"And I will hit you again, you stinky bitch." The man raised his hand, suddenly grabbed Sylvia's hair, and pulled her forward. Sylvia felt a tingling pain in her scalp as if her entire scalp was about to be pulled off. She was pulled to her knees as the man snorted coldly. He picked up a glass of wine on the table, squatted down, lifted her face, and pinched her mouth with his fingers with force. Sylvia felt like her jaw was about to dislocate, so she involuntarily opened her mouth.

"Stinker! If you don't accept toasts, you'll have to drink it as a punishment." The man sneered, picked up a white pill, and stuffed it into her mouth. Sylvia desperately held the tip of her tongue to prevent herself from swallowing it.

The man probably did that kind of thing too often. He saw through her intentions and sneered. His thick fingers suddenly caught her throat. Sylvia suffocated and was forced to open her mouth.

The man picked up the wine glass and poured the strong liquor into her mouth.

The spicy taste stabbed Sylvia, her mouth felt like it was burning, and the suffocating feeling made her feel like a drowning lamb, her hands clenched the air.

Just like the fall into the sea, the breath of death approached her.

A flash of light flashed in front of her eyes: Chris, Hendrick, Jennifer, small faces floated in her mind, and in the end was Arthur's gloomy face.

She clutched her neck with both hands.

No, she couldn't die!

If she died, what would happen to the children? What about Grandma?

Accompanied by the man's angry voice, 'swallow,' she swallowed obediently, and everything in her mouth was swallowed into her stomach.

In an instant, her stomach felt like boiling magma, as if it was about to explode.

He grabbed Sylvia's arm, like a chicken, and pulled her towards a private room upstairs.

"Help!" Sylvia said. At this last moment, three lovely children flashed out at her, which made her burst out the courage of motherly love. She opened her mouth and shouted loudly, hoping to attract everyone's attention.

If she reached the second floor, she would have no chance of escape.

But her shouts were like stones thrown into the sea, and there was no hope for her.

Everyone in the room was having fun; even if there was a murder case, no one would care. Everyone was thinking about how to have more excitement that night.

"Stop screaming. It's useless. Everyone who's here tonight is just here to play."

In an instant, despair and pain made Sylvia's heart sink to the bottom.