"You can either eat this crab leg or let Carrie eat it. Pick one."
As soon as he said that, I felt as if I had fallen into an ice cellar.
Carrie was the nanny of the Watson family and had taken care of them for many years.
While Dean was torturing me, she spoke up for me several times.
Now that Dean wanted to threaten me with Carrie, he knew that I wouldn't be able to bear it...
The bitch covered her mouth and giggled.
I took a deep breath and clenched my fists.
The next moment, I made up my mind. I picked up the crab leg and stuffed it into my mouth in a fit of pique.
No matter how well he pretended, I would no longer be in a trance, because Edward's love for me had always been warm and sincere.
He would never let me suffer even the slightest grievance.
On the other hand, Dean was just a devil.
There was a sharp pain in my throat, and my mouth was instantly filled with the smell of blood. Every time I swallowed, I felt as if I was suffering.
A dark red flush seeped out of the tightly shut corner of my mouth.
Dean frowned. He had only wanted to make things difficult for me, but he hadn't expected me to go all out.