Trap me in your love

Chapter 149 Fear and Anxiety

He knew that Jessie was too angry to stay with him. If he persuaded Jessie to stay, it wouldn't work. It would be better to leave her alone for a while and comfort her slowly.

And Lawrence didn't want to force her to stay. After all, in his heart, he was still unwilling to hurt her.

"I don't care what you think of me now. Anyway, you can't leave here. If you are doing this for your own good, I advise you not to try to escape. You can't escape from here."

Lawrence said and left. Jessie was locked up in a room of about 20 square meters.

Looking at this large and luxurious suite, there was only one thought in Jessie's mind, and that was to leave.

She didn't think what Lawrence said was frightening her. At the thought of the blond man, Jessie knew that it must be difficult to leave here.

However, no matter how hard it was, she would leave one day.

She couldn't just wait and watch them manipulate her.

She wanted to save Mark.

After running away for several times, Jessie had proved a sentence by her own experience that she really couldn't escape.

"Sir, she started to abuse herself again." The subordinate reported hurriedly.

With his eyes darkened, Joseph strode towards the deluxe suite on the top floor.

Although Jessie knew that the way of self-injury was irresponsible and stupid, after days of struggle, she finally lost.

Right now, she had no choice but to resort to force with her life.

Slap! The sound of a slap reverberated through the room.

Jessie looked like a mad in rags with hair straggling over her shoulders.

Because she hadn't eaten anything for a few days, her small face had become much thinner. The strap of her slip dress on her body fell down from her shoulder. The collarbone on her shoulder was obviously prominent. Her face was pale. In just a few days, she was as thin as a walking skeleton.

"Jessie, if you want to die, just wait for me. I will send you to the hell when I kill Mark." Joseph squatted down and pinched her thin face with his fingers, which seemed to be able to crush her face with a little force.

Jessie was numb to the pain now already.

From her escape to hunger strike, to her self-injury in various cruel ways, every time she made a move, she had to suffer a heart wrenching pain.

However, the pain was totally inferior to the anxiety, worry or love in her heart.

She had never known that her love for Mark was even beyond life and death.

She was able to give up her life for him. Even if living in such torture worse than death, she could hold on.

Looking at her shocking wounds all over her body, Jessie sneered and looked coldly at the man in front of her.

"Do you really think that I won't die if you torture me like this? Let me tell you, I have been poisoned for several days. I don't have too many days left. You can't threaten Mark with my life."

"Die?" Joseph pulled his thin lips, "The poison on you has already been removed. Hasn't your good brother told you? I said, if I would not let you die, you would never die."

"What?" Hearing that, Jessie widened her eyes in disbelief.

Seeing that Jessie was surprised, Joseph laughed sarcastically, threw her off, stood up and looked down at her, saying, "Ah, it seems that Lawrence doesn't loves you that much as I thought. He didn't even tell you about the antidote. It seems that I have overestimated your position in his heart. It's good. At least, I won't lose an effective assistant so soon."

He turned to one of his men and said, "Clean her up. Don't let her die."

Then, he walked out of the room.

Had her poison been removed?

When did this happen?

Was her poison removed by Xiao?

But why didn't he tell her?

Why...

Jessie curled up in the corner, hugging herself with her weary hands.

A gust of cold wind blew in through the unlocked window. The cold wind made Jessie shiver, as if she was soaked in cold water.

Suddenly, the door of this room was opened by a few people in white. Jessie watched with vigilance as they walked towards her. The leading man waved his hand. Then the two men in white immediately came forward, one on the left, the other on the right, and pulled Jessie up.

"What are you doing? Let me go! Let me go!"

Jessie kept struggling and yelled.

But a woman's strength was much less powerful than that of two men's! Moreover, Jessie had not eaten anything for days.

Now that she couldn't get rid of them, her eyes became darker and more ferocious. With rage, she lowered her head and bit the arm of the man on the left hard.

A scream of pain came from the man. He loosened his grip at once. Next second, it was not Jessie who escaped, but the man on the right slapped her hard.

Her thin cheeks suddenly turned red and swollen, and a burning pain came. Dazzled and dizzy, Jessie felt as if a fire were burning on her cheek.

"Behave yourself. Otherwise, I will beat you up."

Hearing that, Jessie sneered, with a sinister murderous look. Seeing that, people could not help but feel a little scared.

"I will not. What can you do to me? If you want to do it, just do it. Kill me if you can."

"Do you really think I dare not?"

"Did I say you don't dare?" Jessie sneered, "Your master promised me he would never let me die. How dare you go against his will?"

The man kept silent, a touch of timidity rising in his heart.

He cast a cold glance at Jessie for a long time. Then he waved his hand. A few men pressed Jessie on the bed. Her hands and feet were tied to the pillars of the bed.

Jessie struggled, but found that she couldn't move.

She roared, "What the hell are you doing?"

Just when she finished speaking, a woman came in with a needle container and a bottle of liquid medicine. She lifted Jessie's sleeve. Jessie looked at her in fright and saw her filling the infusion bottle with liquid medicine. Then she picked up an alcohol-soaked cotton to sterilize her.

Her heart was beating with fear and unease.

"What are you doing? What are you going to needle me?"

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"Please! Please let go of me! I don't want it! Please! I know I was wrong! I promise I will listen to you! I will eat! Please..."

They just kept silent as if they didn't hear what Jessie said.

Fear and uneasiness became stronger.

Jessie looked at the tiny needle in horror, and as the woman's hand slowly pushed forward, the cold liquid medicine slowly flowed through her body.

Jessie turned around, looking at the ceiling desperately.

Tears fell down along the corner of her eyes and dropped on the white pillow.

It was worse than death!