Chapter 14 Does My Life Mean Nothing?!

• "Christian, why just can't you believe that I've never done anything to harm Bella?! My life in the last two years was a living hell, and now, two years later, you're destroying my hopes again. Does my life mean nothing while Bella's does?!"
• This was the first time Victoria cried after being released from prison. She didn't bawl; tears just kept streaming down her face like a never-ending waterfall. Meanwhile, Christian frowned at the sight of her crying. Two years ago, he felt nothing when a crying Victoria tried explaining to him, but now, seeing her cry made him beyond irritated.
• Such emotional turbulence made him purse his lips. Looking at her red-rimmed eyes, he said with a frown, "Victoria, don't just constantly think about ending it all. Someone like you will just end up in hell even if you die. You'll never go to heaven."
• "If hell is a place where you and Bella don't exist, then it's very much heaven to me. However, Earth to me is absolute hell because of you!"
• Just then, the elevator doors opened with a ping.
• "Good, very good." Christian was so angry that he actually smiled. With that, he grabbed Victoria's arm and dragged her out of the elevator.
• Cameron happened to be standing right outside; he was delighted upon seeing Christian, but the second he saw who the man was dragging, his face paled as he hurriedly chased after Christian. "Mr. Thatcher, what happened? Has she upset you?"
• "F*ck off!"
• Startled by Christian's menacing gaze, Cameron dared not take another step further.
• Victoria's leg hurt terribly, and her stomach felt uncomfortable too. Christian's legs were long, and his strides were wide, so Victoria was practically dragged all the way into a room and hurled to the floor.
• But the next second, he grabbed her by the neck like he had done two years ago and leaned close to her. His face was only an inch away from hers, and their breaths intertwined.
• "Victoria," he pronounced icily, making her shiver. "I'm your hell, huh?"
• Since she couldn't breathe properly, Victoria's face flushed crimson as streaks of tears wet her face, making her look absolutely pitiful. However, the young woman didn't struggle. In fact, she hoped Christian would just end her there and then.
• Alas, the man wouldn't do as she wished. He didn't let go, nor did he exert any more force. He could feel the warmth of the skin beneath his palm and her beating pulse even more so.
• As he stared at her hopeless, dull eyes, he suddenly lowered his head and bit down on her lip hard, causing Victoria's pupils to dilate a little. As soon as she felt the pain, a thick taste of blood spread between their lips.
• A lip like this was supposed to be dry, but it made Christian obsess over it like it was narcotics. "Since I'm your hell, Victoria, then mark my words—you can never escape," he threatened in a husky voice.
• Two years ago, he wouldn't even bother taking a glance at her when she dressed up beautifully and gave herself to him, but now, he had actually kissed her when she stood absolutely disheveled in front of him in the dirtiest cleaner clothes.
• She wanted to push him away, but she didn't have the strength to do so. At that, she shuddered and pleaded with gnashed teeth, "Christian, don't do this to me. Please…"
• However, the man did nothing, keeping his hand clamped onto her neck as he fixed his gaze on her with a lowered head. She had a striking face, but right then, it was ashen.
• Suddenly, Christian came to his senses and let go of her. His gaze landed on her bare shoulder. The porcelain skin had two streaks of jarring old scars that made a hint of frost lace his eyes. At that, he chucked the jacket aside at her and ordered impassively, "Scram!"
• Victoria grabbed the jacket and sat up slowly while biting her lip.
• Just then, a knock came at the door, and a familiar yet strange voice sounded behind it the next second. "Christian? Are you inside?"
• Victoria could tell who the voice belonged to even after she turned to dust. At that, she looked up at Christian, only to find him looking unfazed and moving to open the door. Taken aback, she grabbed his suit pants. "I don't want to see her…"
• The man frowned in response. Seeing her pale face, he thought she was fearful. However, just as he was about to say something, the door opened.