"I have nothing to say to you," said Wendy. Her face was extremely pale, and she looked weak even though she was smiling. However, her eyes were still shining with determination and decisiveness.
Michael could not ignore that look. He knew that at this moment, Wendy hated him more than anything.
Noting Michael's silence, Wendy gritted her teeth through the pain and continued speaking, "Michael, if you're a real man, you'll grant me a quick death."
"Ha ha..." Michael suddenly snorted. Then, he threw his head back and burst into hysterical laughter. He could see Wendy clutching her belly, the paleness on her face, and how much she was perspiring. He knew that her body was starting to feel the toll. He believed that she had tried her best to run away from him simply so that she could be with Christian. Right now, Michael felt like his heart was being stabbed repeatedly. It hurt so much that he could barely breathe.
