Bleeding Love

Chapter 41 Double Return

“I haven't done anything wrong. Why do you keep targeting me like this?” Aleena could not understand

Rosalie's brain, “Spencer has already known what happened in those years, I think you know it too?”

“I didn't do that. You didn't believe me even if we were friends for years. You're supposed to believe the

truth of the investigation, right? I know you like Spencer. Well, I can leave him and fulfill your

requirement. What more do you want?”

“Rosalie, you really changed.”

“So?!” Rosalie's eyes were red. “No matter whether you did it or not, I won't let you go! Why do you

have to know Spencer? If it hadn't been for you, Spencer would have been with me!”

“What is it to me?” Aleena frowned. “He has hated me for so many years, and is trying to make up for

me when he learns the truth. Are you so unsure of your relationship with him?”

Rosalie seemed to have been seen through, and she became hysterical, “Up to now you have been

completely defused yourself! Oh, I was wrong about you. Why didn't you run away when you had so

many chances?”

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Aleena coldly looked at her, and those remaining feelings to her slowly disappeared.

In the past, she felt sorry for Rosalie. Even if she was misunderstood, she was willing to suffer,

because she did not want to stimulate her to remember the past. Although she did not know who did

that, she wanted to protect Rosalie's vulnerability in her way.

But now it seemed that Rosalie was not the original Rosalie.

Aleena said, “Since you think so, I have no words to say, just do what you want.”

Rosalie sneered, “I did not let you suffer last time, this time I will double it to you. See? In fact, I'm still

very nice to you, at least I didn't ask beggars over.”

She clapped her hands and several tall, strong men stepped forward behind her.

“Enjoy, show Travis how his beloved woman was tortured.” Rosalie’s grudging voice was heard, “Do it.”

“No!” Travis watched in horror as the men approached Aleena. He tried to break free from the bondage

of the man who was holding him, but he failed.

“Stay unmoved.” The man frowned and twisted his arm and leg out of joint.

Travis hurt and his body became weak. He could only look at the helpless Aleena, with tears falling

down from eyes.

Why, why did he fail to protect her every time?

He hated that!

Aleena forced herself to compose herself. Looking around, she found an iron bar among the goods

beside her.

The iron bar had weight. She held it in her hand and looked at the men ahead.

The men only laughed, as if they were laughing at her ability.

“Don't waste your time.” Rosalie said coolly. As his words fell, those men instantly rushed to Aleena.

Aleena clenched her teeth and struggled to swing the iron bar, but was easily intercepted by the man

and thrown aside. Then she was easily carried and put down to the side by the man.

Aleena closed her eyes in despair, but she still tried to fight, waving hands and feet so in fluster to

avoid the touch of those men.

But how could she resist the power of a few men?

The men were strong and powerful. They controlled her hand and then tore her clothes apart.

Aleena was still trying to break free, hoping to have a glimmer of hope.

Perhaps the strength would be big in danger. Aleena actually was in deadlocked with those men.

She used all her strength to fend off the men.

The men were surprised but got more interest and used more strength.

The hands of Aleena were trembling slightly, and finally she could not resist. A man directly tore apart

her sleeve.

Aleena knew that she could not resist them, and in that moment she thought of the face of Spencer.

Aleena closed her eyes, with tears coming out of his eyes.

The men's hands were already on her thighs.

There was something wrong with the belly, and it seemed that the baby in her belly felt uneasy.

Travis could only shout, but it did not help.

“Bang -”

The door of the warehouse was suddenly kicked open, light flooded in, dust swirled, and a man stood

in the doorway against the light, his tall body was full of powerful oppression.

It was Spencer.

All people stopped the move. Rosalie got paler on face, as if time at that moment became

static.