Fu Bing was imprisoned in his embrace.
The scorching hug became the cage that trapped her.
Every word Qin Jinhai said was like a nail hammered mercilessly into her body, deep into her soul.
Fu Bing's violent struggle and biting were all in vain.
She tasted blood in her mouth, then loosened her teeth.
"Let me go!"
"You have to promise me you won't suddenly disappear, and you won't hurt yourself."
"Qin Jinhai, don't you think your words are ridiculous? During those three years in prison, every minute and second, I was being hurt by others. Where were you then?" Fu Bing glared at him coldly. "You were thinking about how to torment me, how to make my life worse than death, how to drive me to collapse!"
"I'm a living person! Not your toy! I just fell in love with someone I shouldn't have, so why must I end up like this? If you don't love me, just refuse me."
Fu Bing felt her whole world spinning.
She was in pain!
Her head hurt!
Her heart ached!
Every part of her body ached.
