Joyce trembled, her lips quivering.
She looked so pitiful, almost like the days when they were newlyweds.
Tears welled in her eyes as she pleaded, "Jaxon, we're married. If you must kill me, please make love to me one last time... then you can strangle me during your climax. Let me die in pleasure."
Frowning, I said nothing, while Lauren sneered, "What a wanton woman! Even facing death, she's still trying to seduce a man!"
Lauren stepped forward, shouting, "Mr. Fraser, she's so depraved. Let me handle this! I'll give her pleasure beyond death!"
I still couldn't bring myself to kill my former wife in public.
I sighed and handed the rope to Lauren.
Excitement gleamed in Lauren's eyes. She removed the rope from Joyce's neck and tied it around her wrists.
Then, she hoisted Joyce's hand
