Linda laughed arrogantly, "You are just my substitute. Tristan can even sacrifice his own daughter for me. Even if he kills you, he will only feel sorry for me getting blood on his body."
After saying that, she kept moving her hands. She felt unsatisfied and ordered the bodyguard to bring more needles to prick my blood vessels all over.
She clapped her hands until there were no more blood vessels left to prick. She was satisfied and took a photo of it.
"You really look like a hedgehog. Let's use this photo at the next art exhibition. I will definitely sign your name."
When I woke up again, my whole body felt like it was soaked in pepper water and it was burning.
I endured the pain and prepared to call the police with my phone.
Tristan next to me said coldly, "You are wrong about this matter. Linda is most afraid of pain, but you laughed at her. You should consider a few needles as an apology to her."
I was stunned when I heard this and then I laughed softly. So, I was also blamed for something I didn’t do at all?
"Tristan, I was really blind to fall for you in the first place. You’d better get lost!" I screamed angrily.