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Chapter 308: Fragmentary Torture (3)

In the middle of the night, she closed her eyes slightly and rested for a while, she could only move a little less to save some strength, half-hanging her wrists, her arms couldn't stop being sore, she didn't dare to make a sound, for fear of disturbing him to rest. She would also feel sleepy, but she did not dare to fall asleep, for fear that he would get up and remove her mask. In fact, a mask is not so safe, she will be discovered by him anytime and anywhere, maybe he has already found out? She thought wildly, but he wouldn't be willing to let her suffer like this.

He cherishes his necklace as much as he used to cherish himself, at least you still have me in your heart, will you be angry or will you hold yourself again when it is time to take off your mask?

If you can forgive me, it's all worth it.

If only she had stayed with him then, when her father was already going to let her go.

If only I had left Ales with him at that time, I could have left regardless of it, be selfish, wouldn't I be so embarrassed now.

However, there are not so many ifs.

It was dawning soon.

She even breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the dawn, but luckily she didn't fall asleep. She stole a glance and saw that he had gotten up.

I heard the rattle bell, and a few seconds later remembered the knock on the door, and Barnett was already in. Lorenzo glanced at her handcuffs and gave Barnett a look, Barnett immediately opened her handcuffs and lowered her from the end of the bed, Barnett stared at her thin white wrists full of dense corrosive wounds, suddenly felt sad, it should be very painful, saw her shake her head slightly, put a hand in the handcuffs, and motioned for him to buckle it.

"Fetch a basin of water and serve me to wash." Barnett immediately turned and walked out.

"I said, you go." Lorenzo's voice raised slightly, and she looked at her who was still sitting on the ground, and she would stand up with the floor on her hands, her hands and feet with restraints, and the soles of her feet touching the ground a little towards the door.

Barnett looked distressed, but he could only follow Moro out, Lorenzo glanced at it, and the corners of his mouth hooked.

The rattle rang again, and Barnett entered Lorenzo's bedroom with two newspapers, and saw Moro kneeling on the edge of the bed with a basin full of copper.

Barnett felt strange that during his time by Lorenzo's side, Lorenzo was cold but by no means a person who tortured his subordinates, let alone a woman for no reason. Mo Luo knelt on the ground with his hands in shackles, the chains of the shackles were very short, Mo Luo couldn't grasp the edge of the basin, and held the bottom of the basin with both hands up, which would be more tiring because it was difficult to control the balance. Is it a temptation? Test Morrow, or test him?

Moro looked like she had been in this position for a while, as her arms had begun to shake a little when she looked closely, but to a slight extent.

He feigned composure not to look at Morlo, who was kneeling on the ground, and left the room after putting the newspaper down.

She watched as Lorenzo's slender fingers gently picked up the newspaper as before. She looked at it seriously, and let it go back to the days when she lived with him in the apartment in the past, he read the newspaper and read the official documents, she took the album and pretended to be serious and kept reading it, and then raised her eyes to peek at his serious face, and when he found out that she was peeking at him, she hid her head in the album and pretended that nothing had happened, and then Lorenzo would be amused by her, and he would pick up her body and put her on his lap and ask her, "I'm better than the album?" She was so engrossed in her thinking that she even forgot about the pain in her arms, wrists, knees, and ankles.