Chapter 533

Ronan initially lowered her head and pursed her lips without speaking. Only tears kept sliding down her cheek.

Fu Tingyuan looked at her for a moment, pulled back his hand and fastened his teeth.

Her low voice in the air quietly spread into his ears: "you want to force me to what extent, you are willing to?"

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"Must I die before you let me go?"

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"I know it was my fault to calculate you, but my home has been destroyed by you. I thought that I could repay the suffering I had suffered for so many years." She raised her hand to cover her face, and her voice trembled violently. "But why do you want to do this? Do you have to tell me that I'll never know. I owe so many things. Do you want to destroy my life before I really make up for it? "

"But I really don't want to marry you." She knows what marriage is. The contract with legal effect can imprison her all her life around him. After that, she can't live and die. She won't even have the right to escape.

She was so happy to marry him, but now desperate to escape. Whose fault is it?

"If you had been kind to me, even a little, we would not have come to this. Fu Tingyuan, don't look at me like this, "she cried." I also want to give you a chance. I even gave you a chance, but there is no way I can't forget. I looked at Miss White, and I felt like I saw that miserable self. You cherish her like that, I think I was once so you did not cherish. I don't want to compare with her, I just I really can't forget it. "

"You asked me to be your mistress and tied me to you with such a miserable identity. You didn't treat me as a person that year. To be honest, I didn't dare to treat myself as a person. I don't dare to die. My brother, sister and father want me to keep them. I can't even cry. I can only laugh when I'm with you. I really want to laugh... "

She lowered her head and took a breath, which was really aggrieved. Now, it's like begging for mercy from him. At that time, she was one of his dogs. If he wanted her to cry, she had to cry. If he wanted to make her laugh, she could only laugh. He held her lifeline and forced her to accompany other men. She could only smile.

She would never forget this, and never forget his indifferent brows and eyes that night.

That night let her thoroughly humble to the dust, she saved another woman for him, lost all dignity as a woman.

And then she got sick.

Maybe it's crazy.

From that day on, she didn't think of herself as a person at all.

She's been crazy for so long, so sick that she almost died. Finally he came out slowly, but he came back again.

To drag her back into that hell.

She didn't want to.

How could she want to go back.

I'd rather wait for him to get tired of it and let her go. She doesn't want to immerse herself in the nightmare that can't escape all her life.

"I don't know how you like me." She gave a brief smile, looked up at his gloomy eyebrows and asked him softly, "when did you like me? I really don't know. Maybe you don't know it yourself? Can you tell the difference between possessiveness and liking for a woman