After the man carried Sylvia upstairs, he kicked open a room door.
Sylvia saw that this was just a simple guest room, and at first glance, it was cleaned up at the last minute.
The Bridgewater Mansion was considered a clean and wealthy family house, and this kind of party would usually be held there. Did such a thing happen frequently?
Definitely not!
From Wendy, she knew that the people at the Bridgewater family's gatherings were dignitaries, and Zander had thrown several parties and was beaten up by Old Master Bridgewater.
Obviously, this was deliberately prepared by someone to target her.
This thought made her whole body tremble.
The man threw her on the bed, grinned, and took out several toys from his pocket.
Sylvia's face turned pale, and she felt a chill run through her body.
She would rather die than be played with by this kind of man, and she wanted to die with dignity.
She suddenly got up and rushed towards the window, wanting to jump out of there to end her painful and hopeless life, but when she thought of the children, a cold and wandering face flashed in front of her eyes; it was Arthur's face and her heart ached even more.
But besides death, would she have any way out?
No!
She struggled to climb towards the window.
But what happened?
This was a flat window, and the angle of the window was limited. She couldn't jump out at once, and her body was stuck in the window.
"You bitch, it seems that one pill isn't enough, I have to add another one." The man was taking off his pants, but Sylvia wanted to jump out of the window. After being stunned, he rushed over, grabbed her back, and viciously threw her on the bed. He casually took out another pill from his pocket, grabbed her hair, turned her face up, and used the same method to force her to swallow it.
Then, he took out a rope and tied Sylvia's limbs in a painful way.
"Arthur, if you marry Sheryl, I will turn into a vengeful ghost and come to suck your blood."
“Arthur, Arthur, you are so heartless. "
……
Extreme restlessness and pain surged in her heart. Sylvia couldn't control herself. She knew that she was going to finish playing today and was ready to kill herself. However, before she died, she only had hatred in her heart. She didn't hate anyone, only hated Arthur!
He brought to her everything she witnessed that day.
He was too heartless!
She also hated herself for falling in love with the man which had caused her a lifetime of pain.
"Hey, when you're almost dead, you're still thinking about that man. No wonder someone wants to kill you."

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