She Killed My Ex

Chapter 57 A Missing Kidney

Chapter 57 A Missing Kidney

"Caroline, there should not be anyone who is good to you. Treating you well is the biggest mistake for them! You don't deserve the kindness!" Bentley spoke without careful diction. His eyes which have always been cold and indifferent were full of grief and indignation.

His words hurt Caroline and the most sensitive place in her heart.

She suddenly looked up.

Her eyes blazed with rage. Since the day Delores died in prison, she had not screamed so uncontrollably. At the moment, she glared at Bentley and roared in a husky voice, "What do you know? What have you been through? You know nothing! What gives you the right to judge and blame me? Do you understand my feeling when I suffered in prison?"

"Mr. Shawn, I know you very well. If Madison is taken away by you and receives a light punishment, I will not appear in your room and stand in front of you at the moment." Maybe because of emotional breakdown, Caroline's hoarse voice was endowed with sadness.

"I don't care what will you do to her. I don't care how will you punish her. I just beg you to spare her life." She looked up at the handsome face of the man who pressed on her. She knew this man too well. At that time, he could throw her into that hell without scruple when she was still Ms. Jameson. She knew clearly what would happen to Madison.

Bentley didn't refute, but he acquiesced in Caroline's words.

Actually, Caroline was quite right.

"I don't want anyone to die because of me, whether the death is directly or indirectly related to me." Caroline said seriously.

Was she pleading for Madison?

No!

She didn't care what would happen to Madison in the end. The only thing she cared was avoiding owing another life!

Delores's death was her debt in this life, which could never be repaid! Delores lost her life!

It was a debt! It was a sin! It was all her fault!

She had no feeling for Madison. She neither liked nor disliked her. Madison was selfish and had done many bad things. Caroline was not willing to come here to intercede for Madison.

Even so, she didn't want to owe another life, no matter whether this person was good or bad, no matter whether the death was directly or indirectly related to her, she didn't want to owe another life.

This was the reason why she came to beg him despite her unwillingness.

Whatever other people thought of her. Bentley said she was a bleeding heart. Anyway, she had been called as murderer, prisoner, bitch. What can be worse than these?

However, Bentley misunderstood her unintentional words.

Caroline was talking about Delores, but Bentley thought the person died because of her referred to Winnie.

Suddenly, Bentley bent his head to kiss Caroline beneath him, gnawing her dry and chapped lips. Since Winnie passed away, it was for the first time that Caroline personally admitted she owed a life!

Although he found her guilty, this woman never admitted it in his memory, even when she was sent into prison. But today, just now, she finally admitted it in front of him.

Bentley couldn't tell the strange feeling in his heart at the moment. Even if he knew the truth, he never thought he would be at a bad mood when hearing her admission.

"Caroline, you finally admit it." He suddenly said in a deep and cold voice. This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"What?" Caroline was confused. The next second, her pants was suddenly took off by the man.

Bentley said coldly, "Caroline, I agreed to your request. Now, it's time for you to pay the price."

Without caressing and any relaxation measures, Caroline suddenly opened her eyes wide and stared at the ceiling in pain. It turned out that Bentley only brought pain to her.

Thanks to the pain, her brain became more awake abnormally. He said, "Caroline, you finally admit it."

What did he mean?

He misunderstood her words again.

Bentley saw the woman under him suddenly laughed out loud.

"What are you laughing at? Stop laughing!"

He was annoyed.

Caroline didn't stop.

"I told you not to laugh!"

Inexplicably, he hated the laughter that upset him.

He suddenly pushed hard at the waist.

Caroline felt the pain, but she still laughed.

What was so funny?

It was her fault! She owed Winnie a life. Why was she laughing?

"Shut up! Shut up!" Bentley's shouting didn't work. He was exasperated.

He pressed down and kissed her lips heavily.

His behavior made Caroline stop laughing.

The next second, Bentley felt the pain on his lips. He suddenly raised his head and wiped the blood on his mouth with his thumb. "You bit me?" He asked, looking at her in disbelief.

Caroline said in a rough voice, "Mr. Shawn, I did owe a life, but it has nothing to do with Winnie." Then she closed her eyes. Before she fainted, she felt a real sense of tiredness.

Did she need to make an explanation?

Was the explanation useful?

Would he listen to her?

No, he wouldn't.

Explanation was for those who wanted to hear it.

"Open your eyes!" She closed her eyes because she didn't want to look at him?

Bentley squinted and berated coldly, "Open your eyes!"

Caroline didn't react. Bentley stretched out his hand to push her. Her head drooped to the other side. Bentley tensed up. "Caroline? Caroline?"

His countenance suddenly changed. He quickly stepped back and bent down to pick her up and ran to the bedroom.

Damn it! She had a temperature!

She was fine when she was rescued from Room 603!

"Anderson! Where are you? Come here quickly!"

On the other end of the phone, Anderson rolled his eyes. "Dude, even if I'm your personal doctor, don't you feel apologetic about calling me for the second time in a day?"

"Hurry up! She fainted again! Are you a qualified doctor?"

Anderson was startled. "She? Caroline? She is alright. As long as she has a good rest and takes medicine, she can recover. What do you mean? I'm not a qualified doctor?

Wait, wait, Bentley. Why is Caroline in your room again?"

Anderson thought about it and suddenly burst into anger.

"Bentley! What did you do to that poor woman? She is in poor health with an incomplete body. She should be grateful to be well at ordinary times. You still tortured her? Bentley, if you really hate her, you can kill her directly. Why did you give her ruthless treatment?"

"Wait." Bentley got to the point. "Incomplete body? What do you mean?"

Anderson sneered lightly, "She just lost a kidney."

Bentley's hand holding the phone shook a little bit. Anderson heard the unstable breathing of Bentley at the moment. He raised his eyebrows.

"If you don't believe me, you can lift her clothes and see her waist."

Bentley glanced at the woman on the bed. He walked past with his long legs, holding the phone in one hand and making her lie on her side, and slowly lifted her clothes.

Suddenly, his pupils constricted.

"Who did it?" He exclaimed coldly as if the storm was coming.

As far as he could see, there was an ugly scar on her left waist.

He stretched out his hand and tried to touch it. His big palm trembled uncontrollably.