Chapter 143 I Would Rather Die Than To Let Him Humiliate Me

• After driving for a while, the man brought me to the outskirts. There was nothing here but houses that were about to be demolished. He pushed me into a shabby house where rubbish littered across the ground. What caught my eye the most in the house was the corner with empty beer bottles piled up.
• He had already untied me by now, but I was escorted into the bedroom like a criminal. Then, he closed the door and left.
• A pungent smell lingered in the room, and the windows had steel bars. Climbing out of this place was impossible. It seemed like the bedroom door was not part of the original house, as it was made of steel.