Filed to story: I Got Married Without You
“You bastard, let go of Stella!”
Henry’s intense shouting caused Stella’s tears to flow uncontrollably. She struggled and resisted with all her might but couldn’t match Erin’s strength.
Stella was pressed against the iron pole, her hands held above her head, her pants taken off, and then her waist lifted…
At this moment, Stella had no dignity left…
And Henry, who loved her so much, was tied to the birdcage, just like Stella before, desperately trying to break free but unable Watching Henry struggle and cry in pain, Stella’s tears flowed uncontrollably. Her suffocating heart felt like it had died. She couldn’t feel any physical pain, only the overwhelming desire to cry, uncontrollably. She cried like a child, gasping for breath, calling out for her man. Hearing both of them crying, Erin couldn’t help but sneer.
Stella, you are mine. You’re not allowed to cry for any other man…”
His ice-cold fingers wiped away the tears at the corner of her eyes, then hooked her chin. “Say you love me, and I’ll let you go…”
Stella parted her pale lips, smiling like a flower, but didn’t say anything. She just looked at Henry, who was struggling and bleeding, silently shedding tears of despair.
Erin found her smiling-crying appearance extremely irritating. His deep brows furrowed for a moment, but he disregarded it and continued tormenting Stella in front of Henry…
Henry’s frantic screams, initially filled with anger, gradually turned into pleading.
“Erin, I beg you, let Stella go. Don’t do this to her. I’m begging you, please…”
Erin was unaffected by the pleas for mercy. In fact, they only fueled his hatred.
Once he hated someone, he would make them suffer even more…
Erin seemed to be punishing Stella, but in reality, he was punishing Henry.
He wanted to make this man, who had suddenly invaded the island, suffer tremendously.
At first, Stella struggled, but once her heart died, she became motionless, like a lifeless corpse, allowing Erin to do as he pleased.
After getting what he wanted from Stella, Erin calmly zipped up his suit pants.
He looked like a well-dressed beast, performing despicable acts. It was absurd that this beast cared about other men seeing Stella’s body, as if he couldn’t sink any lower.
After tidying up Stella’s disheveled clothes, Erin released her from the iron bars.
Stella, weak and unsupported, slumped to the ground, her eyes swollen from crying, unable to even look at Henry…
Stena, Whose face pale as paper. Instantly, tears streamed down his checks again.
After staring at Stella for a moment, Erin turned and walked towards the door. Just as he was about to leave the birdcage, Stella’s hoarse voice rang out from behind, “Erin, take me away.” Hearing these words, Erin froze in place, seemingly not understanding what Stella meant. He slowly turned around, furrowing his brow as he gazed at Stella sitting on the ground.
Stella lifted her slender finger, wiping away the remaining tears from her eyes, and then raised her chin, looking at the tall and imposing Erin. “Didn’t you say we would spend a month together?” She extended her hand, the one that wasn’t locked. “Take me downstairs, I’ll make blueberry pie for you.”
Erin’s furrowed brow slightly relaxed. “Do you still remember what you promised me?”
“Hmm.” Stella nodded and smiled gently. “I said ‘I love you’ first, of course I remember what I promised you.” Without hesitation, he picked up his pace and walked back to Stella.
While taking out the key, Erin locked eyes with her and asked, “You’re not going to care about Henry anymore?” can help him with the surgery, okay?” you Erin’s gaze darkened, and Stella’s finger suddenly brushed against his face. “Erin, I don’t want you to spend your life in prison for murder. I still want to see you.”
Those deep, unfathomable eyes only reflected his figure at this moment. Despite knowing it was a trap, Erin still fell into it.
“Alright.” He agreed, releasing her hands and then lifting Stella up in his arms. “I’ll take you downstairs first and then come back to help him with the surgery.
Stella nodded, her gaze dropping when she passed the incredulous Henry. “Erin, can you put me down for a moment? I have something to say to Henry.”
“What do you want to say?”
Stella, nestled in his embrace, looked up with sincere eyes, staring into Erin’s. “I want to tell him that I don’t love him and that he shouldn’t come looking for me again.”
For some reason, Erin felt that Stella was telling the truth. “Then what about earlier…”
Stella interrupted him. “I only said those things because I heard you say you would let go. It was just nonsense…”
The sincerity in her eyes disarmed Erin, and he released Stella, giving her a chance to explain things to Henry.
However, he didn’t expect that once Stella was free and unrestrained, she would swiftly move to the table, grab the gun that was placed there, and aim it at Erin’s chest without any hesitation. She fired five shots in quick succession…
Erin’s body shook, but he remained standing, his dark red eyes. slowly lifting to look at Stella, who was holding the gun…
He thought she would deceive him for at least a few more days, find a way to escape with Henry, but he never anticipated that she would escape in this manner.
The pain of his heart being shattered cut off the blood supply to his system. His head spun, his vision blurred, but in order to see Stella one last time, Erin mustered all his strength, lifting his slender finger to press against his bleeding chest…
When Stella saw Erin’s white shirt gradually stained red with blood, her hands holding the gun were trembling. She didn’t know if it was because of the humiliation she had endured or because she was scared. In any case, she was in a state of panic.
“Stella…”
Henry’s voice, mixed with surprise, sounded in her ear. Only then did Stella, trembling, throw away the gun in her hand and look at Henry.
“We’re safe now…”
She didn’t dare to look at Erin, just lowered her head like a madman and rushed towards Erin. She didn’t say anything, didn’t care if he was bleeding, just reached out into his pocket, searching for the handcuff key.
In her panic, she couldn’t find the key no matter what. A hand covered in blood, trembling, held a key and handed it to her…
That bullet pierced Erin’s heart. He couldn’t speak, just stared at Stella’s pale face…
Trembling, Stella took the key, still not looking at Erin, forced herself to turn around and run towards Henry…
At the moment she turned around, Erin couldn’t support himself anymore and knelt on one knee, his hand covering his chest, weakly letting go…
He watched Stella unlock Henry’s handcuffs, carefully supporting him and holding his hands. Erin couldn’t see Stella’s expression with her back turned to him, but he could feel her compassion through her actions…
She was feeling sorry for Henry. It seemed that her claim of not loving Henry was a lie. He had been deceived again…
Erin lowered his gaze, looking at the blood on the floor. Suddenly, he felt that it was for the best. If he died, Stella would no longer be disturbed, and she could live happily ever after with the person she loved… But Stella, you still hadn’t made the blueberry pie you promised 1.
As Stella helped Henry walk out, she stepped on a pool of blood. The strong, sticky sensation made her stop in her tracks. It was this momentary pause that allowed Erin, who had already fallen to the ground unable to support himself, to grab hold of her ankle…
She didn’t lower her head to look at him. Her tear-filled eyes gazed at the door. It was already dawn, and bright light seeped through the cracks…
All she had to do was walk out, and she could leave hell behind. But for some reason, her feet felt as if they were nailed down and couldn’t move…
Erin held her wrist and weakly spoke, “Stella, I…”
What should he say?
