Deviant Wife
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ices. A frown marred her brows as she wondered if this was hell. She didn
oundings, trying to know where she was. "Where the he
g a basin of dirty water. Before Avery could comprehend what was going on, she felt a
e bad smell to permeate her nostrils. The maid scoffe
id you should get up and
ngerous slits. Slowly, she
she exuded scared the maid. But recalling that Avery was just a weak
d of your status in this family?" The mai
high in the sky and slapped the maid hard. The sound of a jaw dislocating could be heard lo
ow shivered in great fright as they took a ste
table. She could feel that her body is suffering from malnutrition, based on the weakness she felt. Especially w
y!" Maurice had been in the Whiteman's family for fiftee
s Maurice struggled, Avery increased the strength of her grip, causing the for
in between, unable to utter even a word of forgiveness. Avery's
very limited." After stating her words filled with c
e, her lungs had been deprived of air for long. Her experie
he colour rose deep within her bones. She wore an orange flower gown,
, where am I, what is going on?' Strange memories flooded into her mind earlier, almost knockin
d by 70 percent, and a strong urge to kill filled
l assassin, killing someone
following the memories in her mind. Avery bypassed Maurice and halted her footsteps
er atone for them before it's too late. You are the reason why I'm malnourished, isn't it?
nd daily nutrition." Avery's voice was low and unhurri
slowly arranged Maurice's scattered hair. "Atone for your sins or else...I'll make your Son and little grandson pa
, she nearly had a hea
ast sentence and climbed up the stairs. She slowly gaze
ones shivered, while the tough ones snorted. Seeing their different reaction, Av
ome went back to their duties. While others mocked Avery for feeling too complacent. The strong minded on
rushed towards the old woman and
whil
the most surprising thing is that the face is hundred
ther punishment or another pain. The red palm imprints on her face were still very visibl
exists, she believes in doom, pain and sorrow. Sh