Chapter 4 You're Worse Than Her Everywhere

The words made Elaine's eyes light up.

Damn, She had been hit again!

Emma frowned in exasperation, she had just woken up earlier when she was injected with drugs by the butler, which caused her to lose her strength, it was she who was unprepared!

And now, she had been reckoned again! She struggled to get up, but her body went limp and rotten to the ground.

Although she had antibodies that the effect of this medicine would not last long, now she was indeed unable to move, and coupled with the fever, her entire consciousness began to blur somewhat.

"Emma, when you wake up, everything will be settled, and I'll take your place as the young madame of the Charles family!"

Before passing out, she only had time to hear Elaine's malicious flag.

Ryan's master bedroom was dim at the moment, and only a faint small night light was left besides the bed.

Ryan rubbed his brow as he walked in, and with a glance, he saw the back of the figure sitting on the bed.

With her long hair shawl, the woman wore only a vest, revealing smooth shoulders and a seductive figure, and she ruffled her hair....

Oh, so the little sheep were looking for death? Ryan pulled his lips and smiled coldly.

He strode to her, and at the same time, ElaineWhite's excited heart kept beating.

Would he be too rude? Should she cooperate or should she pretend to resist? She had heard that men did not like women who were too aggressive but like to conquer ....

While she was in pink and lovely fantasies, a heavy blow came from her ass, "Ah!" Elaine's entire body was kicked to the bottom of the bed with miserable scream.

"Who gave you permission to touch my bed?" Ryan walked over with his hands around his chest, the woman whose face was covered by long hair was crying out in pain, he unmercifully kicked with his foot and snorted, "What? What are you trying to do? You want me to die on you? Think too much! I don't even want to touch you!"

Elaine wanted to cry!

Why was that? Where was the crazy, rude demand?

She really cried, aggrieved and tore her heart out.

While what annoyed Ryan most was women's cry, and it was so strange that the little sheep, except for the first time when she threatened him with a knife was not like a woman, was like a foolish with no temper rest of the time. Last night he deliberately tossed her to sleep on the ground, she even had no sense of resistance, before he fell asleep, she was already sleeping heartless and very lungless.

He couldn't picture the little sheep crying.

So, on tiptoe, he forced the woman to lift her head.

Oh, shit! He was startled abruptly, disgusted and took a step back, the woman was covered in makeup, which was too miserable to see.

He was not sure who she was, but definitely not the little sheep!

Suddenly, all of Ryan's bad and mischievous thoughts were gone, and he narrowed his eyes and said in a cold and sullen voice, "Who are you?"

Elaine raised her head in anger and said, "I'm Elaine, I'm the one who should be your wife, the Charles family proposed to me when they did!"

"How could Emma deserve being the young madame of the Charles family, Ryan....Mr. Charles, look at me carefully, where was I worse than Emma?"

She was particularly naive to hope that her own words from the bottom of her heart could impress Ryan, women's tears were weapons which were most likely to make men pity, right? She also winked deliberately pretentiously.

Ryan was about to sick. Since waking up, this was the first time that he unleashed cold, hostile, he burst with anger and said fiercely, with one word after another, "You are worse than her everywhere!"

"Come someone, throw her out!"

Ryan could not even bear to look at Elaine one more time, and walked out with great strides, suddenly stopping at the door, glancing at the butler and asking, "Where is the little sheep?"

Young Madame? Was not she in the room? The butler was dazed until he saw the woman in the room who had no idea if she was a man or a ghost, and he fell silent.

Ryan's brows flew up in a frown, "Throw her out after the interrogation!"

In the end, the civic cat or a prince was quickly recognized.

Ryan laughed coldly as he listened, that stupid girl, wasn't she very ruthless? Where's the viciousness of carrying a knife? He could not believe that she was counted out by that kind of person.

"Go, to the White family!"

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Ryan went straight to White's house in a furious manner.

While in the White family, Mrs.White did not expect that Elaine was such a trash that was so quickly recognized in the bed.

She was gloating, and the more she looked at Emma, the more upset she became.

She thought of Mrs. Charles's sarcasm, remembered that if it weren't for Emma, she couldn't have lost her fertility and been laughed at for not being able to have a son, and she couldn't even sleep when thinking of this stained daughter!

She stayed up all night to torment Emma for fun.

The White family didn't take it personally, and the second daughter of the White family, Liz, even gloated and helped Mrs.White carry out the execution.

And the prisoner, Emma, was tied up and kneeling in the living room, with shards of glass on the floor, stained bright red.

This was the idea of Liz, who had recently been researching the Top Ten Manchu Tortures.

The pain was so intense that Emma couldn't even pass out, and the sharp pain seemed to take her back to the time when she was still Nina.

It hurt and cold, as if she was about to die.

The high fever made her unable to even struggle, only to let Liz take the whip and whip it on her back, again and again.

Mrs. White held the tea cup and watched the blood-covered scene with a smile on her face.

Abusing Emma could give her pleasure, and Mrs.White enjoyed it immensely.

When she sold Emma for ten million, she still felt pity that there would be no more gadgets for her to vent about in the future.

But now it turned well, Elaine was going to be the young madame of the Charles family to enjoy the blessings, and Emma had to stay with her for the rest of her life to redeem herself!

Her eyes were ruthless, and the cup shattered to the ground, hot tea were spilled all over Emma, and she let out a low cry of pain.

"Dead girl, now have you recognized your position? Don't suppose you can fly just by sticking wings in. Are you seriously take yourself as the young madam of the Charles family and dare to look down on me?" Mrs. White was in retaliation for Emma's dismissive attitude when she was in the Charles family!

"Yo, I see that you don't want to admit your mistake yet, bring some salt," Mrs.White got up on her own and instructed Liz.

How hurt was it to have salt in the wound?

Emma stifled a grunt as she gritted her teeth, blood spilling out of her lips.

Like scattering flowers, Mrs. White scattered the salt grains evenly and beautifully one by one on Emma's wounds.

Emma's eyes were full of red, and the depths of her eyes were like ice covered in snow.

She couldn't tell if she was Emma or Nina anymore.

Once when she was Nina, she had also received such perverted punishment because she hadn't protected Hannah well enough to make her fall a heel and have a swelling on her head. And the price was that she was covered in wounds and soaked in salt water by calling it therapy!

"What a son of a bitch who can't even bark!" Feeling bored, Mrs. White kicked down Emma with one foot.

"Mom, help, help!" Suddenly, ​Elaine's screams came from outside the door, and Mrs. White was startled to look up. Then she contacted an apathy look.

What broke into Ryan's eyes was the blood on the ground, and the girl who could not even tell if she was alive or dead.

The blood-stained glass slag, the whip, the salt bar, the girl's low, beastly wail, made Ryan inexplicably, furious!

"It seems," he pursed his lips, "that I'm still too soft-handed."