章 100: Wen Xinya Met Her Demise

The dim light shone on the pale person lying on the bed, drenched in sweat, making her look especially frail. Her eyebrows were furrowed together, clear signs of her having a nightmare.

Wen Yuya was caught underneath a man, his full weight crushing her to the point where she could not breathe, and the blood on her body had dried up. She relentlessly struggled, cried, screamed for help and begged, but the only thing she got was being plundered cruelly.

"No, help… Save me Ruya… Mom it hurts…" Wen Yuya's high pitched voice pierced the room as her hands tightened around the blanket.

"Let me off… Don't do this to me, I beg you… Please… Ugh… Ugh…" Wen Yuya's hands flew in the air as if she were trying to wave the nightmare away.