My visa would expire in ten days. That meant as soon as I got out of prison, I’d be deported. Even if I wanted revenge on Ryan, there’d be nothing I could do.
Ryan’s sister snorted coldly, dragging me into the police car like a dead weight.
Before leaving, Yumi tried to wipe the blood from my face—but no matter what, she couldn’t get it clean.
Instead, my cold, calm stare seemed to make her feel rather guilty.
"Take him away! What a hassle!"
Before the car door closed, I heard Yumi softly coaxing Ryan. “Darling, he’s been pampered since childhood. After going through such a hard time now, can you calm down? Tonight, whatever you want to do, I’ll follow your lead!”
Through the glass, I caught a glimpse out of the corner of my eye—Ryan pulled a small leather whip from his pocket and lightly flicked it against the back of Yumi’s hand.
“This was your idea, remember! To help you discipline that arrogant boyfriend of yours and make him behave while you’re away for three years, my sister and I have sacrificed plenty! But we agreed on this from the start — body as payment is fine, but the money must still be paid in full!”