Welcome To My Life

Chapter 20 What Are You Doing?

Darren Chester outside the bathroom door was like a lunatic, keeping smashing the door.

Leaning against it, Isobel bounced forward because of the hit. She almost fell to the floor.

Suddenly, the doorknob was twisted.

Isobel reacted quickly and stood up to press it with all her strength. However, the man outside was so

strong that she couldn’t compare with him. The doorknob was turned around and the door was hit

violently again. She was bounced backwards for several steps. The next moment, Darren and another

man appeared at the open door.

The prop in Darren Chester’s hands had been replaced by a black stick. The wound on his forehead

had stopped bleeding. However, the blood stains around his wound made him look quite hideous.

“TSK... Miss Lewis, you’re so impolite!”

As he spoke, he shook his head slightly, indicating the other man to catch Isobel.

Isobel grabbed the show gel bottle next to her to throw at the man. She wanted to run, but the

bathroom was too small for her to run away.

To hide away from that man, Isobel didn’t pay attention to Darren, who reached out his hand to grab

her. She suddenly felt a sharp pain on her scalp, as if her whole scalp would be torn off by him.

She quickly reached to grab her hair back. The next second, Darren hit her hands with the stick.

“Ouch--” The severe pain stopped Isobel from pulling back her hair subconsciously. Darren dragged

her hair with strength, and her whole body fell to the floor.

“Come on. Tie her up!”

Darren knew that he couldn’t handle Isobel alone, so he ordered the other man to press on her. He

grabbed a rope to tie her hands up.

Isobel subconsciously struggled, but her strength was useless compared with the two men’s.

“Let go of me!” “Let you go?”

Darren looked down at her, his hand patting her cheek. “Miss Lewis, look at the wound on my forehead.

It was bleeding. Do you think I’d let go of you so easily tonight?”

Blood drained form Isobel’s face when she heard his words. “Mr. Chester, stop doing this. I’ve called

Eduard. He’ll be here soon. If you touched me, how would you explain when he arrives?” Hearing

Eduard George’s name, Darren’s expression changed a bit. Soon it recovered to normal. “Miss Lewis,

are you kidding me? Do you really think Mr. George would fall in love with you after saving you once?”

“Ho ho, somehow I have some contact with Mr. George. You used to be Hamish Francis’ date. Do you

think you can still marry into the George family?”

The irony in Darren Chester’s words was like a vine full of thorns. She felt pain all over her body.

She used to be Hamish’s date, which had become a shame that nailed on her somehow.

The rope on her wrists was tightened. Isobel suffered the pain and twitched her hands. Darren cast her

a glance. “Does it hurt? Miss Lewis, don’t you forget how hard you hit me just now.”

As he spoke, he increased the strength to tie the knot. Isobel felt as if her wrists were going to be cut

off.

Seeing her tied up, Darren wave his hand to tell the man to go out.

After the door was closed, Isobel watch Darren find a black whip from his suitcase.

She moved back, rubbing her heels against the floor. “What are you doing?”

“Don’t be scared. It doesn’t hurt. This is a big fun!”

When he said that, Darren lowered his head and squinted his eyes. His expression was grotesque and

obscene when he was looking at her.

Isobel raised her leg to kick him, but Darren took a step backward. Her leg missed. Instead, it was

given a sharp whipping.

“Ouch--”

She felt the pain and couldn’t help but scream.

Unexpectedly, Darren became more excited when hearing her cry. He raised the whip to hit her a few

more times.

Isobel realized that and bit her lower lip to stop herself from screaming.

“Scream! Don’t stop! Don’t you feel happy?” Darren was like a lunatic. Seeing her pursing her lips

without saying anything, he paused his action for a moment. “You don’t feel good with your clothes on,

do you? Let me undress you.” Copyright by Nôv/elDrama.Org.

Finishing his words, he tossed away the whip. Then he found a pair of scissors from the suitcase. He

started to cut her blouse from the bottom up.

“Stop it! Fuck off!”

Looking at the scissors, Isobel was trembling all over. She dared not to move a bit, afraid that the

scissors would be stuck into her skin.

Right then, a loud “bang” rang out at the door.

Darren’s hands paused, turning to look over. Taking the opportunity of his carelessness, Isobel kicked

her feet to make herself move backward for a long way. Then she managed to stand up against the

bed.

As soon as she stood up, Eduard rushed in.