"You bastard …" the grunt came in a voice as low as a whisper, but because of the silence of the room, Christian could hear it.
Ella felt the hairs on her neck stand up as soon as she realized Christian was there. Looks like she'll have to take good care of her mouth or even sew it up next time.
Her mouth made it even more difficult for her!
She was shaking, not only because she hated hospitals, but also because of the existence of that sinister figure. Should Christian put on a creepy face like that?
She only complained a little because of this man's cruelty! Was it wrong? Why was this man so cruel!
Inwardly, Ella thought so, but she didn't dare say a single word.
With a smile on her face, Ella looked at Christian. "Thanks for not killing me."
Thank you. Right, thank you!
This damn man almost sent her to her death!
