Chapter 68 You Are Useless, So You Deserve to Be Trampled
Chapter 68 You Are Useless, So You Deserve to Be Trampled
The bald man approached me with a malicious smile, and the other four tall men surrounded me. I was
like a rabbit that had no way to escape. I had been cornered by a pack of jackals. Horror overwhelmed
me like an unforgiving demon, cruelly pushing me into an abyss. I cowered against the trunk, and the
four tall men blocked my way out.
"You bitch, you escaped last time. But I will give you a good time out of kindness!" The bald man smiled
wretchedly and revealed his disgusting yellow teeth. Then he started to take off his clothes in a hurry.
"You, you must know I am Kieran's fiancée. If you insult me, you will pay a heavy price!" The bald
demon came to me step by step. I trembled all over with fear, but I exerted myself to calm down,
holding onto one last glimmer of hope.
...
The bald man slapped me in the face. My mind went blank from the fierce attack. When I regained my
senses, my nose was bleeding, and I tasted blood. "You bitch, you are so screwed, yet you dare to
threaten me. Look at yourself in the mirror, you ugly whore. The amazing Mr. Charles isn't even
interested in those fancy chicks. How could he have eye on a base bitch like you!"
"I am really...."
Something crisp sounded.
Before I could finish my words, the bald man impatiently pounced on me, tearing my shirt wide open.
The other four men who were watching cheered fiercely and whistled, "Good job! Bravo!"
"Hurry up. I want to do it, too!"
"Yes, be quick about it. I can't hold it much longer!" The eyes of the four men were filled with intense
malice, and they wished they could come at me right now.
Kaleb smiled as he held his phone to record. He said proudly and happily, "All of you, work hard. If this
bitch is not satisfied, you will suffer!" Published by Nôv'elD/rama.Org.
"Of course, Mr. Evans!" The five men spoke in unison, and the desire in their eyes glowed like a wild
beast.
"Rachael, don't worry. I will help you remember what a disgusting slut you are. This may be the last
time you will ever be hugged by a man. Savor it while you can. You don't need to thank me!" Kaleb
laughed loudly.
Again.
The bald man tore my second shirt and pressed me to the ground. The sharp sand stabbed into my
back. However, I didn't feel any pain. There was only unprecedented fear.
"No, no!" I struggled with all my might and shrieked, but it was nothing to the bald man. Sadly, I couldn't
move at all. I was like a lamb waiting to be slaughtered.
Kaleb and the four thugs guffawed. I had never heard anything like it. It could only belong to a demon!
"Kill me. Just kill me!" Tears fell down my cheeks. I was horrified. I couldn't think straight. All I felt was
fear. Only Marlon ever touched me, and I loved him deeply. I would be disgusted like hell if these
bastards touched me. The nausea might rob me of the will to live.
"Don't worry, slut. I won't kill you. You'll be happy soon!" The bald man laughed grossly as his lips
approached mine.
Boundless despair drowned me. I had nowhere to run. However, even if I was cornered, I would rather
die than let these monsters defile me.
I turned all my terror into rage and malevolent hatred. I stared at Kaleb and everyone around me like a
ghost. "Kaleb, I won't let you have your way. Remember. I will haunt you after I die!" I bit my tongue,
ready to commit suicide.
A loud noise came.
Just as I was about to kill myself by biting off my tongue, a slender figure leapt up like a wraith in the
night. With a few clicks, the four thugs who had been laughing fell to the ground like dead men.
"Who is there?" Kaleb told off in fear. However, just as he finished speaking, he was also attacked by
the black shadow and collapsed to the ground. The bald man who was on me was thrown out like
garbage in the next second. He hit the floor with a bang and passed out.
I lay on the ground, my mind blank, shivering despite myself.
Suddenly, the black shadow appeared in front of me.
"Who is it!" I was terrified and trembled even more violently. Fear, like a demon, had found my body its
permanent residence, ready to devour my soul.
"Don't be afraid. It's me!" The figure walked out from the darkness and presented himself to me under
the faint moonlight. I recognized him by his handsome face. It was Armand!
"Armand!" I looked at him, my eyes still filled with horror, my expression stiff.
"It's me!"
Armand gave me a gentle smile.
Under the dim silver moonlight, his smile was so warm. I felt safe in its radiance. The nightmare of this
night came to me in so many nights, but I would always remember this smile.
I wanted to smile back at him, but before I could do it, I blacked out.
When I opened my eyes again, I saw gentle yellow light and luxurious decoration. However, judging
from the style, I sensed I was in a car. I looked up and saw Kieran sitting opposite me with a cold face. I
was so scared that I stood up.
Kieran glanced at me and didn't say anything. However, I remembered everything that had just
happened to me and once again fell victim to my own terror. I trembled vigorously again and felt my
soul could never be whole again.
I wouldn't have peace in this life.
Kieran snorted coldly, "Rachael, you're really useless!"
I curled up in the soft seat and hugged myself tightly. The shirt that was torn by the bald man couldn't
cover my body. Tears rolled down my cheeks.
"If I had known all you did was cry when you got bullied, I wouldn't have saved you. What a waste of
my time!" Kieran looked at me contemptuously. "Armand, put her back there. I don't need trash!"
"Mr. Charles!" Armand, who was also in the front, was a little hesitant.
"Didn't you hear me?" Kieran's eyes turned cold. Armand took the order and quickly got out of the car.
"No!" I refused, but Armand pulled me out.
It was like countless monsters had been looming in the gloomy night, drowning me like a flood.
"No, no!" I cried out in horror. Everything that the bald man had done earlier came back to me in slow
motion, branding my soul with its venom.
"No, no!" I pleaded crazily and desperately tried to grab a corner of the car.
Suddenly, Kieran leaned out and grabbed my hand. He pinched my chin and stared at me with his
scarlet eyes, saying word by word like a demon, "Rachael, you're useless. You deserve to be trampled
under everyone's feet. You can't blame anyone, because you are worthless!"
In an instant, all the sorrow and madness froze into ice. I looked at Kieran, no longer struggling or
shouting.