章 220: The Old Deeds

Shaking with irregular breathing, Gianna was sitting on the couch, holding an ice pack at her neck. Her body shook in terror whenever she recalled the burning lungs, sore throat, and unfazed merciless glowering eyes peering down at her.

How could she think Alvin wouldn't do anything to her?

How could she forget Alvin had crossed them a long time ago?

A tear rolled down her red cheek. She wiped it off as she did for an hour. Flora's state was just like hers on the day she met the couple. Gianna had thought Flora was foolish to end up in such a state, so what about her?

Sitting alone, she felt the loneliest in her life. She wanted somebody to soothe her. Stand by her and say, 'How dare that bastard does this to you?' But reality sucks. She knew she had none. Even her son will ask her, 'What did you do, Mom?'