Chapter 920
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning by Max Charming Chapter 920 âJennifer, listen to me. My plan was flawless. Itâs all that idiotâs fault. Please save me. I swear, once I get out, Iâll do anything for you. Iâll be at your beck and call.â
In Seventh Prison, Luke was holding a phone in his prison uniform. He was desperately pleading with the elegantly dressed woman in front of him. Over the past few months, he had become unable to bear his life in prison. He once looked quite good. But now, he looked haggard. His chin was covered in stubble. He was no longer able to attract women with his current disarrayed appearance.
Jennifer was wearing sunglasses. And she had bodyguards behind her. She crossed her arms and spoke arrogantly, âIâm here to warn you. My father told me to warn you not to say things you shouldnât on the day of the court verdict. Otherwise, your penniless relatives will suffer the same consequences as you.â
âYouâ¦â Luke was so shocked by her sudden change in attitude that he could not speak.
âIn the beginning, my father saw potential in you. Now that you have no value, he wonât waste any effort on you. Besides, youâve offended the wrong person.â
Jennifer did not bother wasting any more time with him. She rolled her eyes.
âNo⦠You canât do this. Jennifer⦠Youâre pregnant with my child. You canât just abandon me. You canât let this child grow up without a father.â
âChild? Hahaâ¦â Jennifer stopped walking and turned to look at him, â With the current situation, do you really think Iâd keep him? Luke, youâre really overestimating yourself.â
Luke grabbed his hair in despair. He violently slammed the phone against the glass door. He screamed hopelessly as he watched Jennifer leave. He thought, âOh no, itâs over. Everything is over.â
As prison guards were taking away Luke, there was a person in a black prison uniform. People from the Seventh Prison immediately recognized that the person was from Ventropolis Prison.
Ventropolis Prison was where the most notorious death row inmates were held. Once someone was sent there, no one ever came out alive, even if their executions were commuted.
Luke, who was taken back to his cell, was inexplicably taken into a car to leave the prison. He asked, âWhere are you all taking me?
The night outside was pitch black. A black car was moving on the road. There were no other vehicles.
The vehicle Luke was in was extremely dark. He was terrified. All his screams were in vain. When he touched the vehicleâs body, he was electrocuted and lost consciousness.
He was heading to Ventropolis Prison, where he would face endless torment. Mya was weeping as she was carried out of the bathroom by Fred. His body was covered in her tears and snot. She said, âYouâre a bad guy. You hurt me.
âI want to strangle you.â Mya violently pinched Fredâs face before rubbing it hard. He said, âIt seems like you still have some strength left. So, letâs continue.â
âNo, I donât want it. I wonât touch you again. Fred, donât do it to me again. You should find someone else to have a baby with.â Mya was crying nonstop. It seemed like she was exhausted. She continued, âIâm already pregnant with a baby. I canât be pregnant again.â.
No woman had ever so boldly touched Fred. He asked, âWhoâs your favorite person right now? Tell me!â
âItâs you. Donât ask me again.â Mya was really worn out from his torment. She merely told him that she did not like him. She did not expect him to be so fierce and teased her continuously. Her belly was hurting because of his actions.
She said in her mind, âYou can only be my second favorite person. I already have my favorite personâ¦
Well, he canât hear me anyway.â
After Mya was placed on the bed, Fred picked up the pocket watch that had fallen onto the bed. Mya reached out to try to snatch it, âThatâs an important gift my father gave me. Donât take it away from me.
Give it back to me.â
Myaâs intense reaction caused her to fall off the bed. Fred was unfazed as he opened the pocket watch. A hint of coldness flashed past his eyes when he looked at the picture inside. He removed the photo from it and said, So ugly. Youâre not allowed to carry his photos with you from now on.â
In the picture, a youth was smiling brightly. He was high-spirited with short hair blown by the wind. He had a wicked smile.
In the next second, the picture was torn in half before being torn repeatedly until it became fragments.
Mya anxiously stood up to try to take back the pieces as she said, âDonât touch my thingsâ¦
âMy photoâ¦â Mya hurriedly picked up the fragments on the ground. She then tried to piece them back together. Tears welled up in her eyes and fell to the ground, âFred, you tore up my photo. I donât like you anymore!â
Mya stood up with the torn photo in her hand. She furiously shouted at him, âYouâre the person I hate the most!
âFred Turner, I hate you!
âI donât want to live with you anymore. I want to go home. And I donât want to play with you anymore.â
Mya ran out in sadness with the pocket watch in her hand. Fredâs eyes were filled with fierceness and chilliness. He watched her back as she disappeared from his sight. However, he did not chase after her. He thought, âNo one can walk out of Ventropolis Prison alive.
âThis area is surrounded by walls, so thereâs no way Mya can escape from this villa. With her abilities, she wonât be able to withstand the cold wind when she walks out. Sheâll come back in no time.