Chapter 93 Ninety Three

• Carmela started to shake in bed. She struggled to push Maxwell off from her body, sluggishly. She was weak beneath him and her legs were already numb from the fear she felt at that moment.
• “If you do this now, I would never forgive you.” Her voice came out as a whisper.“Even when Max is dead, I can’t have peace.”
• Maxwell stopped what he was doing and looked up at her in the face. She didn’t even look at him. Her gaze was looking the other way.