บท 933: Chapter 934: If I Really Had a Sister, She Would Definitely Miss Me Too...

Aldana Candi felt that, in this world, no man was more despicable than Philip Shaw.

In his grasp, she was nothing more than a thoughtless sex toy.

If she really were just a sex toy, at least she wouldn't have to feel so disgusted when he slept with her.

"Philip Shaw," she asked in a tone of despair, "what exactly do you want before you will let me go? After all these years, you've turned me into this, don't you feel the slightest bit of compassion?"

Philip Shaw's gaze fell on her feet, then shifted to her right eye, which had lost its luster.

Tears streamed down from her eyes, making her pale face seem somewhat pitiful.

He remembered Aldana Candi from five years ago, bright and submissive in his arms; those were probably the most harmonious days of their relationship.

But there was no going back.

From the past to the present, he had never regretted anything; not before, and certainly not now.