She Killed My Ex

Chapter 88 Let Me Go

Chapter 88 Let Me Go

On the sofa, Wesley was on the phone and said something. Then Wesley stopped Caroline, "Hey, Caroline. Do you know who I was calling just now?" Wesley snickered, and his eyes glittered.

"It was your brother. Do you know what your brother said? He said that Caroline was not from the Jameson family. Caroline, you are so pitiful. What's the benefit of killing your best friend? Winnie is so unlucky to be your best friend!"

Anger flickered in Wesley's eyes. Wesley seemed to want to chop Caroline into pieces!

Caroline lowered her head, and nobody knew what Caroline was thinking.

Caroline didn't retort. She knew that Wesley liked Winnie. Caroline didn't explain but only sneered. Caroline thought, "No one believes me. Explaining is useless."

However, Caroline still felt the pangs in her heart because of Nathan's words.

Caroline chuckled. No one knew if Caroline was laughing at herself, Wesley, or Nathan. Caroline slowly bent her knees with a smile.

Marissa yelled, "Caroline, no!"

A boom sounded.

With the loud sound of Caroline's knees hitting the ground, Caroline knelt directly. The broken glass was embedded into Caroline's knees, and Caroline was in pain. She looked up at Easton and said, "Let Marissa go."

Marissa opened her eyes wide.

Easton saw this and suddenly guffawed, "The most arrogant woman in Lehcaster knelt down! Caroline, you never expect to be miserable like this, right? Do you remember that I pursued you so hard at the beginning? You only said I was not worthy of you, which made me become a joke in Lehcaster since then!"

Easton looked at Caroline with pleasure because he thought he succeeded in revenge.

"Caroline, Caroline, Caroline! Have you ever thought about ending up like today? Have you ever thought that you reap what you sow?"

Easton picked up the check on the table, took a few steps back, and waved the check in his hand.

"You want money, right? Just crawl over, and the money is here." Easton pointed under his crotch and continued, "You crawl between my legs, and then the 500 thousand dollars will be yours. I keep my word. What do you say?"

At that time, Caroline's words had embarrassed Easton. Today Easton used 500 thousand dollars to embarrass Caroline.

"Caroline, no!" Marissa regretted it. She really regretted it!

Caroline glanced up at the check in Easton's hand, hearing Marissa's words.

Caroline's eyes flickered. Suddenly, Caroline slowly turned her head and looked at Marissa.

Marissa's heart skipped a beat, and her pupils were dilated!

Caroline turned her head and looked at Marissa. Caroline thought, "I'm sorry. I have my way to go, and I still have a lot of things to do. I want to escape from that person."

Caroline took a deep breath and closed her eyes. She continued to think, "It's not a big deal. It's not the first time I have knelt down. Anyway, I have nothing."

"It doesn't matter who I kneel to."

Caroline sneered.

There were another two sounds of wine glasses falling. Marissa yelled angrily, "Mr. Brooks, why do you have intense hatred? You're so despicable!"

Easton slapped Marissa again and he enjoyed this so much. Caroline's heart lurched. Caroline raised her head and said coldly, "Don't touch her."

As Caroline moved forward, more pieces of glass got deep into her knees and the existing glass got deeper into her flesh. Marissa wanted to stop Caroline but was stopped by others. "Ms. Smith, stay aside and watch quietly. If you really annoy Mr. Brooks, Caroline is going to suffer again."

The words were like a threat, like a warning, and like a reminder. Marissa was anxious when she heard it, but she didn't dare to do anything.

"My boss will be angry if you do so."

"Well, who is your boss? If he is really angry, you can directly tell him who we are." Easton believed that no one wanted to be his enemy if he joined hands with the playboys in Lehcaster.

They didn't think he would be stupid enough to provoke their families just for a negligible employee.

Although it was only a few steps away, Caroline felt she was kneeling on the tip of a knife when she moved forward.

There were beads of sweat on Caroline's forehead, and the clothes on her back were soaked.

Caroline glanced up at Easton.

"Come on."

"Come on."

"Just crawl quickly."

In the room, the voices sounded one after another. The people kept saying come on in Caroline's ears.

As soon as Marissa shouted to stop Caroline, her mouth was covered by those people.

"Come one! Come on! Come on! Just crawl over!"

With their gloating urges and impatient eyes, Caroline's back was very straight but her whole body froze. Caroline thought, "500 thousand dollars! 500 thousand dollars! I'll have 500 thousand dollars if I crawl between his legs! I will be the winner! But why? Why is my heart so painful that I almost can't breathe?"

"I was a prisoner, and I don't need dignity!"

"Dignity is a luxury. I don't have it anymore! Don't be hypocritical!"

"I can only be a qualified bitch!"

Under the gaze of everyone, Caroline slowly arched her back, bent down, lowered her head, and crawled. Caroline held her hands on the ground and crawled over step by step from between Easton's legs.

Caroline thought, "It's okay. It's okay. It's not a big deal."

"I also crawled under the crotch of those people in the same cell. It's nothing."

However, with every step of climbing over, Caroline remembered the past memories that she didn't want to remember more clearly.

In the prison, in the big bathroom, they blocked Caroline in the corner and let Caroline crawl between their legs. Some people went further. When Caroline crawled over, they would urinate, and Caroline's face was covered with urine. Content rights belong to NôvelDrama.Org.

If Caroline refused, she would be blasted by them with a high pressure water gun. Whether it was summer or winter, as long as Caroline resisted, she would be treated with more terrifying methods.

Caroline didn't know how she crawled over. Her body trembled violently. At this moment, Caroline was brought back to three years of prison life.

"Well, well. Caroline, once the proud lady of the Jameson family, crawled between a man's legs for 500 thousand dollars."

"Hurry up. Take a picture. It must be on the front page tomorrow."

Caroline's face turned pale suddenly. Caroline couldn't grow a pair anymore. She said with her pale mouth, "Don't take pictures."

Caroline thought, "No. They can't take pictures!"

"Whatever you say. Anyway, you're not the lady of the Jameson Group anymore," Someone snorted.

Marissa's pupils were dilated. Marissa looked at Caroline in surprise and thought, "The lady of the Jameson Group?"

"Caroline?"

"If she is the lady of the Jameson family, why does she become like this?"

Marissa couldn't believe it!

These people's words immediately broke Caroline's tough disguise. Caroline slowly raised her head and begged, "Please, don't take pictures."

"Please? Easton, did you hear that? Ms. Jameson just said please! Ms. Jameson, the proudest woman in Lehcaster, actually said please!"

Everyone guffawed.

Caroline could only hear their mockery but nothing!

There was only fear on Caroline's face. "Don't take pictures! Don't take pictures!" Caroline screamed. But the more Caroline resisted, the more people around her picked up their mobile phones to take pictures and the more cheerful they were.

Everyone guffawed.

Their laughter was like a curse, making Caroline breathe rapidly. Caroline shook her head desperately and shouted, "Don't take pictures! Don't take pictures!"

Caroline thought, "No! Don't take pictures!"

Caroline's embarrassment was shown in front of her former friends, and they all laughed at Caroline.

Caroline only felt that all the objects around her, whether people or things, were spinning fast. She looked up at the rotating ceiling and said, "Let me go. Let me go. Please let me go."

Marissa looked at Caroline and closed her eyes in pain. Marissa thought, "Caroline, this foolish woman!"

"You don't want us to take pictures, do you?" Wesley grabbed a bottle of wine, squatted down, and handed it to Caroline. Wesley said, "Come on. Drink it all, and we won't take pictures."