Chapter 118

Brutal Beatings It got harder for me to breathe, and my eyes widened.

My will to survive made me claw at his hands, gripping my throat.

Our love for each other had vanished, and the man before wanted to kill me.

My vision blurred as I suffocated.

Matthew threw me aside like a ragdoll as I was about to lose consciousness.

Soon, I crashed into the corridor wall and almost blacked out.

I clutched my throat and coughed as I struggled to breathe.

Meanwhile, Melanie and Grace stared at me indifferently.

Melanie smirked and said, “Do you know what karma is, Chloe? Hahaha! Matt, you should’ve done that long ago.

She’s asking for a beating.” Matthew basked in her praise, seemingly forgetting his pitiful appearance at the hospital the night before.

“Will you give it to us now?!” he roared, “I thought you’d be useful and secure the project through Atlas, but you’re a worthless schemer.

Do you think Atlas would have feelings for you?” “You’re finally speaking your mind, you bastard!” I glared at him.

“Did you sleep with Atlas for nothing?! You can’t even secure the project yet dare to challenge me?

Chloe, you must return what you took from me.” Matthew kicked me as he spoke.

I gasped for air, and my vision.

blurred again.

Soon after, Matthew squatted and pulled my hair, cursing, “How dare you deceive me? Wasn’t I good to you all these years? You stole my assets! Don’t you love me? Why are you so calculative?” Melanie laughed, “How do you feel, knowing who my brother loves more? Do you still think you’ve won? Stop being so arrogant.

With that, she slapped me while Matthew continued to pull my hair.

I glared at Matthew and said through clenched teeth, “I hate you! You’re not a real man.

I’ll show you hell if you don’t kill me now!” Matthew kicked me again in response, and I groaned.

Meanwhile, Grace froze as she witnessed her son and daughter beat me.

Suddenly, Ivanna thundered, “Matthew! I’ll fucking kill you!” She sprinted up the stairs with a knife.

Melanie was frightened as she fled with her head in her hands.

Matthew released me and dodged Ivanna while Grance retreated.

I was on the floor again, numb from the pain “Fuck off, all of your Ivanna roared while pointing the knife at Matthew.

“You’ll pay for this!” Immediately after, she called the police as I gasped for air on the ground, Ivanna picked me up, and I Ivanna cried, saying, “I was worried about this.

These assholes will pay!” I finally caught my breath and told her, “Don’t cry.

So much happened just now.

Call the reporters now.”