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Christ had never been so scared before, so scared that the cold hairs on his body trembled along with his body.

He was really scared. He was afraid that, when he opened the door to the bathroom, what he would see would be a

cold corpse.

He had never been a good man in all his years in the mall, and he had stepped on other people's corpses to climb

up step by step without changing his face, but he was afraid of seeing Kiki's corpse.

"Boss ......"

Dave, who had hurried up, also realised what had happened and it was hard for him to think that it might be Kiki,

who had been so kind to him, inside.

Dave felt that his boss had gone too far by bullying Kiki time and again, but when he saw how soulless Christ looked,

he felt sorry for his cold, hard, ruthless and decisive boss.

Christ did not say anything, he decided to open the door after all, what if, Kiki was still alive? If he delayed one more

minute, Kiki's chance of survival would be one less.

The door to the bathroom was also locked from the inside by Kiki. Christ couldn't wait a second, he lifted his foot

and kicked the door in front of him open fiercely.

The blood pervaded.

It stung so much that even Christ's eyes were tinged with a diffuse bloodstain, so painful that it took all his strength

to open his eyes.

Kiki, lying in the bathtub like that, was motionless, showing only a lifeless face.

The water was not turned off, the water inside the bathtub, mixed with Kiki's blood, was still flowing out non-stop,

inside the bathtub was also scarlet, set off Kiki's bloodless face more miserable white as paper.

Her left wrist, dangling casually in the bathtub, was washed by the water, bringing out traces of blood.

From the direction of Christ, he could clearly see the bone-deep gash on Kiki's left wrist.

Christ, if you touch me again, I will die! I will die!

Christ stumbled so violently that he would have fallen to the ground if Dave, who was standing behind him, had not

held him up so hard.

He knew that Kiki was severely depressed, and he also knew that Kiki had committed suicide many times in prison,

and even after her release.

But because he had not seen it with his own eyes, he always felt that a woman like Kiki would not easily joke about

her body.

So, after Kiki said that if he touched her again, she would die, he didn't take it too seriously at that time and still

rape her.

But, she wasn't scaring him when she said she was going to die, she was really going to die!

"Kiki!"

Christ's eyes were red with desire, and Dave, who was standing by, didn't know what words to use to describe

Christ's voice at this moment.

He had never thought that a man so cold could have a voice that hurt so much.

Suddenly, he didn't dare to hug Kiki, why did she not even move?

He desperately wanted to see her move, even if it was a slight movement.

"Kiki!"

The pain in Quinn's voice was no less than that of Christ. Recently, because he and Christ had become love rivals,

their relationship had become somewhat frosty, but the friendship of many years was there after all, and he still

came over to attend Christ's wedding.

Just now at Christ's wedding, he sent several messages to Kiki, but Kiki did not reply.

He called Kiki, but there was no answer.

At that time, a very bad feeling was born in his heart, and he called the staff member responsible for helping Kiki

record the song, only to find out that Kiki was staying at the Hotel.

After making this call, the ominous feeling in his heart became even stronger, especially when he saw that Christ

had just rushed upstairs like a madman, he could not wait a minute longer.

He had to wait for the next lift as he could not catch up with him.

He didn't know which room Christ or Kiki were staying in, and he went back to ask the hotel staff for this

information, wasting a lot of time. Unexpectedly, by the time he caught up, he just happened to see this scene.

"Kiki!"

Quinn felt his whole heart was dripping blood as he hugged Kiki into his arms with all his might. The water inside the

bathtub was obviously still warm, but her body was so cold.

Also, her ches was pressed against the front of his chest, but, he couldn't feel her heartbeat.

Kiki, where's your heartbeat!

"Quinn, give me back Kiki! Give her back to me!" Christ went crazy and lunged at Quinn, Kiki was his, he wanted to

snatch his Kiki from him!

He had accidentally lost his wife, and now that he had, with difficulty, found her, he could not, again, let her

disappear from his sight!

"Christ, who are you to ask me to return Kiki to you! Christ, get out of my sight! Don't force me to kill you!"

Quinn was not blind, and as soon as he looked down, he clearly saw the obvious red marks on Kiki's neck, as well

as, the traces that were hidden elsewhere on her body.

Her neck, which should have been strangled, and her lower lip, which she had bitten through herself, the blood

having dried, was still frightening.

Apparently, just now, she was raped by Christ.

He knew how much Kiki hated Christ, and he also knew how desperate Kiki was in her heart when she was bullied

by Christ time and again.

Raped by the man she hated most, she had no way to escape, so she chose to die.

It was as if she had said that time when she was bullied in prison and she would rather die than submit and bite her

tongue.

It was Christ who forced Kiki out of her way! Hehas no right to touch Kiki again!

"Quinn, give Kiki back to me!"

But Christ at this moment only had one thought, and that was he would not let Kiki be snatched away by anyone

else!

When Freya, who arrived afterwards, saw Christ jumping up and trying to grab Kiki, she pushed him away with all

her strength, "Christ, are you sick! Who told you to bully Kiki over and over again! What gives you the right!"

"Give me back Kiki!"

Christ said in one word, "Give her back to me!"

"Christ, if you want Kiki to die, you can keep making trouble!"

Freya's words instantly calmed Christ down, and she told Quinn to quickly place Kiki outside on the big bed as she

stepped forward and gave Kiki an emergency pressure to stop the bleeding.

It hadn't really been an hour and a half since Kiki slit her wrists, she had just spent over an hour in the bathtub just

soaking.

She still, for now, had a trace of breath, but Freya was not sure if Kiki would survive.

Kiki's suicide by slitting her wrists this time was more serious than each of the previous ones, and it was likely that

Kiki would be out of breath.