Chris’s POV
Her face has turned scarlet, and I could even see the marks of my fingers on her face. Still, I didn’t want to stop.
Stopping slapping her, I started kicking her mercilessly. I endured every s**t she did until now. But I can’t let her insult my Emma… Melanie can’t even think of comparing herself to Emma… Emma is leagues ahead of her in everything.
“You little b***h! If you haven’t saved my life once, you are dead already.” I screamed with unbearable anger.
She was crying with pain, but not at least once she tried to stop me or asked me to stop. She was letting me beat her like even that gives her pleasure. Even think of that made me furious…
I don’t know after how long I was beating her…
“Stand up!” I shouted.
It seemed like she was not in a state to stand up on her own
