Welcome To My Life
Chapter 18 Have You Forgotten What You Said?
Isobel was tossed onto the bed shortly. Darren followed them in and locked the door from the inside.
He was dragging a small suitcase. He took a look at her and bent over to open the suitcase.
Seeing what was inside, Isobel froze.
She jumped from the bed to the other side. Darren picked up a rope and looked at her. “If you’re not obedient, I’ll ask someone to help me. Miss Lewis, I don’t think you want to be watched by someone else, do you?”
Isobel’s face paled when she heard his threat.
She had known that Darren Chester liked abusing women in bed, but she just heard about it before. Now she saw what was in his suitcase, her whole body trembling.
She grabbed the lamp on the nightstand, holding it in front to protect herself. “Mr. Chester, if you come one step further, you can’t blame me for being impolite to you.”
Darren pulled a long face. “If you dare to lay a finger on me today, I’ll sell you to Africa tomorrow.”
Isobel’s hands shook, and the lamp almost fell to the floor.
Darren didn’t take her threat seriously at all. He approached her step by step with a black rope in his hands.
“Stop coming over. Stop!”
Darren’s men guarding outside the door. Even if
Darren Chester approaching her closer, Isobel raised her hand and smashed the
“Hiss --”
she tried her best, the wound on Darren’s forehead
rushed into the bathroom, and locked the door from the inside. Leaning against the door, she
her
When she came back to
the phone was not Hamish. “Miss Lewis?” It was Martha Sutton’s
wanted to hang up the phone, but Martha’s complacent laughter was heard from the other end of the line. “Miss Lewis, do you want to talk to Hamish? You want him to save you, right? Unfortunately I’m afraid you might be disappointed. I know you
from Miss Lewis. I
listened to her words, which were like
hang up the phone, but she
passed by. Darren Chester was smashing the door outside.
“What’s the matte?”
voice was heard on the phone. Isobel burst into tears. “Hamish, please help me. Save me,
forgotten what you
you forgotten what you said?’ she reechoed