All Chapters of Revenge To The Devil: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

In the movie, I heard the man's dying scream. My father's plead for mercy flashed through my brain, as well as my mother's call, and the unforgettable hatred that had haunted me for years almost suffocated me.The bloody scenes brought me down from beautiful heaven to boundless hell. It was this man hugging me and saying he loved me who had also brought me such misery. I bit his tongue and he quickly stood up and said, "You made a fool of me. " Then he spat a mouthful of blood on the ground, his voice was a little vague.“I hate you! I hate you!” I said as I slapped him in the face. I ran out weeping. He didn't have time to catch me. The bodyguard outside turned his attention to the ceiling as soon as he saw my messy clothes. When I ran down the stair

“What?” I asked. Nothing would be more ridiculous than the fact that a cop fostered a son who was a gangster."Why don't you resemble one another?” I said." He is my stepfather! My natural father died before I was ten. He was a good man, raised me as his son, so my mother loved him very much and always told me to be a good man like him, not like my natural father, who indulged in gambling and drinking every day,” Jonathan told me."Is that the reason that you dreamt of being a cop?” I asked him."You couldn’t imagine that I used to be a very obedient child, studied hard, got good grades.

If someone asked me when I felt happiest, I would tell them without hesitation, when I was seventeen! The man with the evil charm gave me a sweet memory. In the least romantic ward, we spent three months together.Sometimes he read the papers quietly and so did I. When we raised o

“I shall ask him whether he is in love with me or that girl,” I thought. “Every time he called my name, who did he care about? Her or me?” Taking a taxi home, I was too preoccupied to pay. I ran as fast as possible across the lawn to the living room.The do

Drunk, I felt dizzy and sleepy. Somehow, I thought it was the typical style of Jonathan to use the word ‘instruct’, not the manager. I broke into the room where Jonathan was with a bottle of wine and two glasses in my hands, I didn’t even knock.There were not ma