famous marriage

Chapter 581 It's better not to have sex with her again
The two bodyguards responded, and then took Steven to the helicopter.

And arrived in Paris, France.

Willam brought Yan Zijin back to a luxurious hotel.

As soon as he entered the hotel room, Willam threw the girdle on the ground.

Looking at the woman lying on the ground, Willam had a cold smile on his lips, and said word by word: "Yan Zijin, how dare you betray me with Steven, how do you think I should punish you?!"

Yan Zijin's chin hurts badly.

She wanted to speak, but when she opened her mouth, her jaw hurt and she gasped.

She clenched her hands tightly, her face was pale, and her face was covered with cold sweat from the unbearable pain.

She looked at Willam's figure sadly, and only hoped that Willam would not be too cruel, and only hoped that Willam would kindly let Steven go.

Willam bent down suddenly and caught her small face with his palm.

Seeing her terrified face, he smiled, his voice was very cold, "Shall I break your feet so that you can never escape again?"

Yan Zijin shrank her pupils in fright, and her body trembled violently.

She shook her head, wanting to shrink back, to get away from Willam a little bit, but William's palm tightly grasped her chin, preventing her from moving back.

Tears welled up in her eyes, and as they rolled down her cheeks, they trickled down onto his hands.

Feeling the temperature of her tears, his heart trembled, he was somewhat ironed by the temperature of her tears, and he couldn't help feeling a little bit of pity in his heart.

But thinking of her betrayal, thinking of her running away with Steven.

The trace of pity in his heart disappeared instantly.

All that was left in his heart was anger, only endless anger!
He suddenly pressed her down and looked down at her: "Yan Zijin, I want to cut off all your chances of escaping! You can only follow me for the rest of your life!"

Yan Zijin was startled by his words.

Did he really want to break her feet?Is he really so cruel?
No, she begged him not to...

Beg him not to be so cruel to her, beg him to let her feet go.

She shook her head as hard as she could, tears in her eyes flying along with the shaking.

Her eyes were full of pleading, her pale face looked pitiful.

And after he finished speaking, he gave her a gloomy look, then pressed down his thin lips, and kissed her lips fiercely...

A night of tossing.

She was made like a broken rag doll by him, and there was no trace of life on her face.

In a hospital in Paris.

After the doctor treated Yan Zijin's dislocated jaw, and treated some wounds on Yan Zijin's body, he turned to Willam and said, "Sir, this lady's lower body is seriously injured. You'd better not have sex with her these days." Otherwise, the consequences will be serious."

When the doctor first saw the wound on Yan Zijin's body, he was really shocked.

The girl's lower body was completely torn apart, as if attacked by a wild beast.

And such injuries are simply unbearable for ordinary people, even if they die because of it, it is possible.

She remembered that the girl was really dying when she was sent, and she almost stepped into hell.

Willam held his hands tightly, he glanced at the doctor with scarlet eyes, then nodded, without speaking.

The doctor turned his eyes and looked at Yan Zijin again, secretly sympathized with the girl in his heart, then turned around and left quickly...

And the door of the ward was closed.

Willam looked at the person on the hospital bed, he frowned slightly, and suddenly bent down and sat on the edge of the bed.

Yan Zijin's face was very white, really white, so white that there was no trace of blood, as if he had died.

He was really angry yesterday, so angry that he didn't have a trace of reason.

So he tortured her fiercely, really tossing her to death.

And she almost died under him.

Her breathing was very weak at that time, so weak that she could hardly notice it.

He was frightened at the time, for fear that she would really die.

He rushed her to the hospital and asked the doctor to treat her.

It's a good thing that she didn't die, and it's a good thing that she is still living in front of his eyes.

He suddenly reached out and stroked her cheek with his palm.

Why did she betray him, why did she leave with Steven.

If she hadn't betrayed him, he would never have done that to her.

Everything was her fault, it was she who betrayed him cruelly first...

He stroked her face back and forth with his palm, it seemed that only by touching her like this could he feel at ease now...

And at around six o'clock in the evening, Yan Zijin slowly woke up.

Yan Zijin woke up and saw Willam sitting by the bed. She was slightly taken aback for a moment, and then her eyes widened in horror, trying to shrink back.

only……

As soon as she moved, the wound under her body was involved.

The wound on her body hurt so much that she frowned, and she exclaimed: "Ah..."

And when William saw her wake up, he couldn't help showing a gleam of joy on his brows, stroked her forehead with his palm and said, "Are you awake?"

But his eyes quickly glanced under her, and he said again, "Don't move around, the wound on your body is not healed yet, if you move around, it will drag the wound."

Yan Zijin held back the pain in his lower body.

She frowned tightly and looked at him.

Seeing the sadness and fear in her eyes, his eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his slender fingers were slightly clenched together.

He was really upset when she looked at him like this.

He didn't like the way she looked at him, as if he was a stranger, as if he was some terrible monster, as if she wanted to stay away from him.

He suddenly stretched out his hand to caress her face, and said in a low and mellow voice, "Hate me very much, are you afraid of me?"

Yanzi's palms under the quilt were tightly clenched together.

She bit her lip, and her voice was a little hoarse, because her voice was already hoarse from crying too loudly last night.

"Where's Steven? What did you do to Steven?"

Instead of answering his question, she asked Steven.

The first thing she said when she woke up was to ask Steven, to care about Steven.

His face suddenly darkened, and there was obvious displeasure in his brows and eyes, "Why, are you worried about him? Are you afraid that something will happen to him?"

Yan Zijin looked at the gloomy face on his face, her heart tightened, and she suddenly felt panicked.

He is angry.

She was afraid of his anger.

He was angry last night like a lion, tearing her apart bite by bite.

She thought she was bound to die last night, she thought she was bound to die under him.

It's just that she didn't expect that God seemed to take pity on her and let her get her life back.

She was feeling uneasy, with an unconcealable look of panic on her face, "Yes, I am very worried about him. He is my friend and the first friend I met after I came to Italy. I don't want anything to happen to him... I don't want to get involved he."

"Friends? Just friendship?"

He opened his mouth lightly, and locked her eyebrows suspiciously.

She grasped Ruan Ru's quilt tightly with her palm, and replied loudly: "Yes, we are just friends! There is nothing other than friendship!"

"But you guys didn't act... like friends yesterday."

He bent down and looked at her closely.

(End of this chapter)