CHAPTER-97
Wang Zhao let out a sigh when he noticed her terrorized face. "What's wrong Jessica?"
She backed herself against the wall. "Don't hurt me." She breathed heavily. Her face as white as a sheet. Her chest heaving up and down with anxiousness. Her insides churned. Sweat covered her face and back.
"Don't hurt me!" She repeated but, louder this time.
"What are you talking about?!" Wang Zhao frowned as he took another step towards her. His bare chest was glistening with the water that dropped on his chest from his wet hair. A towel was wrapped around his waist signifying that he just stepped out of the shower.
Her shallow and quick breath increased its rate. "You're going to hurt me like they did... you want me dead. Don't you?" Tears were threatening to fall from her eyes. She pulled her hair in anxiousness.
