The Paranoid Boss's Convicted Wife

With fingernails torn off by cold tweezers, she was completely swallowed up by intense pain, which was like a fierce beast with its bloody mouth wide open.A few women in prison uniforms were pressing down a struggling gaunt woman in the same prison uniform.Yvonne Lane could only watch as her fingernails were ripped out one by one. The musty smell in the cell mixed with the blood flowing from her fingertips was disgusting."The best newcomer lawyer in the past is now nothing more than a pile of mud." A cold and harsh voice sounded above Yvonne Lane's head.She raised her head desperately and looked at the charming face in front of her. Who would have thought that the popular star, who those in the film and television circle believed to be more innocent than a lotus, was so vicious?"Maya Hall, why?" she asked in a trembling voice."You killed my sister! How dare you ask why?" Maya Hall said with a sneer. With extremely vicious eyes, even the corner of her mouth revealed bone-pie

"Are you hungry? I'll get you something to eat," she said. She hadn't seen him eat anything today when she was cleaning the road.Yvonne Lane threw some noodles and eggs into the pot to make a simple bowl of noodles for him."Here, eat, but don't eat too fast. It's quite hot," she said.He lowered his head and ate his noodles quietly. Yvonne Lane also stared at him in silence. For some reason, the loneliness that she used to feel whenever she just returned to the apartment seemed to have disappeared. Could it be due to the presence of another person in the room?After he had finished eating, Yvonne Lane cleaned up the plates. "I usually sleep with the lights on. I hope you don't mind," she said. Ever since she was released from prison, she had gotten into the habit of keeping the lights on while sleeping."Sure."Yvonne Lane lay down on the bed, while he lay on the mat she had spread on the ground.She closed her eyes and tried hard to fall asleep. She did not know when it start

"Because..." She swallowed what was left of the steamed bun she was holding as she waited for him to finish his sentence.The taste of these steamed buns was subpar. In the past, she probably would not have liked them, but now, the taste was secondary. The most important thing for her was to fill her stomach."We are the same kind of people. We've both been abandoned by others and can only look for a living on the bottom-most rung of society. No one will want people like us, and no one will care about us, but at least we can keep each other warm. I can care about you, and you can also care about me, right?"Her smile at him contained a bit of hope, desire, and also some uncertainty."Is that so? It seems that we really are the same kind of people..." he muttered. His gaze was like that of a hunter watching a small animal fall into his trap as he heard her say that. Perhaps the days were really becoming too boring for him. He could easily get whatever he wanted with a wave of his ha

"No," he said, but he recalled that after he had carried her back to the rental apartment, when he wanted to put her on the bed, she had suddenly pushed him down on the bed, looking at him with her drunk eyes.At that moment, he was surprised that he had been so careless. If it had been someone who wanted to kill him, then he would have died without a doubt!He had always been vigilant. Since when had he let down his guard like this?But before he could get up, she had touched his face with her hands, brushed the thick bangs on his forehead away, and touched his eyes with her fingertips."Your eyes are so beautiful... I really... like them..." she murmured."Like?" The word was not strange to him. After all, there were always women who said that they liked him and liked his eyes.Perhaps his eyes were the only part of him that was similar to his mother’s.In the past, when he was young, his father would always look into his eyes and become lost in thought. His father would mutte

After coming out of the hospital, Colin Graham said, "Young Master Youngblood, do you want to go back to the mansion, or...?""Let's go back to the Western District," Julian Youngblood said faintly.The Western District was where Yvonne Lane's rental room was. Colin Graham didn't know how long his own superior was planning to stay in that small rental room.On the way to the Western District, at a traffic light intersection, Colin Graham suddenly noticed something. "Young Master Youngblood, Miss Yvonne Lane is on the side of the road."Julian Youngblood turned his head slightly and saw a slender figure sweeping the garbage with a broom at the side of the road.She was wearing a fluorescent work suit with a simple ponytail. Because of the cold weather, every breath she exhaled was accompanied by white vapor.At this moment, an electric bike sped by, trying to catch the green light. It bumped into Yvonne Lane’s leg and made her fall to the ground.However, the person riding the el