Wayne Bailey felt that all the torture in this world was nothing compared to Anna Jadwin's words.
They were enough to break his heart...
"But you love my hell..." Wayne Bailey held her tightly, as if he wanted to melt her into his bones and blood. His passionate embrace was like a whirlwind, pulling her into a world where only the two of them existed. "I was wrong, from now on I'll listen to you and believe in you..."
Maxwell Cameron grabbed Wayne's collar, attempting to separate the two of them.
Wayne's hands were like iron, firmly locking her in his embrace: "Don't let me go that easily, use the rest of your life to torture and enslave me!"
Anna Jadwin was like a puppet in his arms.
Maxwell Cameron's hand, like an iron hammer, hit Wayne's shoulders and back, and he forcefully tried to kick Wayne's legs.
But the big boss embraced her as if he were a stone statue, unmoving.
Maxwell picked up a pistol and pointed it at Wayne Bailey's head: "I'll fu~ck~ing shoot you!"
