Today, I'll make sure your face becomes unrecognizable, and then we'LL see if Tyrone still wants you!” With a malicious stare, Evie pulled out a knife from her pocket and swiftly swung her hand, slashing Sabrina.
A searing pain erupted on Sabrina’s face, causing her body to tremble and beads of cold sweat to break on her forehead.
She felt a warm fluid trickle down her face.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtEvie brandished the bloody knife before Sabrina, a wild delight in her eyes.
“You slut!” In her frenzy, Evie slashed Sabrina’s face again.
Sabrina’s body shook, her cheeks seared with pain, and her eyes grew bloodshot and puffy.
As her cheeks were cut, blood trickled down and splattered onto the ground.
Evie looked at the pitiful sight of Sabrina, a satisfied smirk on her face.
“Connor Chavez,” she muttered, dropping the knife and reading the engraving on the nearby tombstone. “This is your father’s grave, isn't it? Dig his bone ash out! This is the consequence of
you becoming Mrs. Blakely!” At these words, Sabrina thrashed violently, making a muffled protest through her gag.
No! But her resistance only seemed to amuse Evie. “Hurry up! Sabrina can't wait!” Two men, along with the driver, quickly began chipping away at the tombstone’s cement, extracting the urn buried within.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmTears streamed down Sabrina’s face as she helplessly watched the urn.
No! Dad! “Your father’s peace is disrupted because of you, remember that.” Evie’s icy words pierced the air.
Then, with a cruel smile, she picked up the urn and ruthlessly hurled it to the ground.
The urn shattered, scattering ashes and fragments of bone everywhere.
No!”
Sabrina’s gaze fixated on the sight, tears streaming down her cheeks and mixing with the blood from her mutilated face.