Chapter 205 Nearly Choked to Death
As Monica began to suffocate, she instinctively struggled and resisted by grabbing Stanley’s arm. However, the
man’s raw power kept forcing her back. Soon, Stanley walked through the door and strengthened his grip around
her throat, forcing her to retreat until her back was against the wall.
At the same time, he looked at her as if he was going to kill her right away. In the meantime, Monica could sense
Stanley’s overwhelming emotions, suffocating so much that her eyes almost popped out. Then, she slowly let go of
his hand and stared at him like she was ready to accept her death.
“What did you guys do to her?” Stanley gritted his teeth and asked, “Did you have anything to do with Melinda’s
disappearance? Do you know where she is now?” The man’s anger was consuming his rational mind more and
more with every second.
Nevertheless, Monica didn’t show any signs of resistance, only closing her eyes even though she was about to run
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtout of breath. “I can give you what she can.” She mustered all her courage and uttered those words through her
teeth. “To die… At your hands… Is an honor…”
“I don’t care how noble you make yourself seem. I’d still strangle you to death anyway!” Stanley tightened the grip
around Monica’s throat, his eyes filled with rage and wrath.
Monica’s face was turning red as her veins popped. “Kill me. This is my final way of showing you how much I love
you.”
“Tell me where she is now.” Stanley stared at Monica with his piercing gaze. “This is your only chance!”
At that moment, Monica was already out of energy to talk, only shaking her head painfully. Upon noticing her
reaction, Stanley deduced that she might not know anything at all and decided to let her go with his last bit of
rationality. After that, Monica was seen bending over, holding her throat while gasping for breath.
On the other hand, Stanley only walked away, leaving Monica behind as she weakly caught her breath. At that
moment, Monica was overwhelmed by a strong sense of humiliation that hurt her self-esteem so much, especially
when she thought about her pastxo.com fast update in which she was never short of admirers.
Ironically, she abandoned her pride in front of Stanley and was even willing to give up her life for him. She then sat
down with her back leaning against the wall, feeling ashamed of herself, but shortly after that, she began to blame
it all on Melinda.
Meanwhile, Jennifer was standing in front of the window in her mansion at Repulse Bay, admiring the night view in a
preoccupied manner. Deep down, she was worried about her son’s injury, but instead of calling him, she dialed
another number. “Max, could you please keep Stanley company tonight?”
“Miss Fox, why did Ms. Paisley leave?” Max asked. “Are you aware of it?”
Jennifer blinked at first. Then, she hung up the call without answering Max’s question. She was reminded of the first
time she met Monica, letting out a sigh at the thought of that. Back when they first met each other, Monica was just
an 11-year-old kid who appeared filthy and disheveled. However, she had a pair of bright eyes that were filled with
determination and strong will. At that time, Jennifer felt as if she had just found her son the right person to marry.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAs the years passed by, Monica didn’t disappoint Jennifer, which made her believe her own initial intuition even
more.
After all, Jennifer witnessed how hard Monica worked to become a top student and eventually a successful
businesswoman. Due to Monica’s talent and dedication, Jennifer had somehow become biased toward her no
matter what happened, and she was like a daughter to her.
In the meantime, Stanley made his way back to Emerald Harbor as his butler, Gael, heaved a sigh of relief at the
sight of his safe return. “Mr. Fox,” Gael greeted Stanley, but the latter only walked past him and went upstairs
straight away without even looking back. Nonetheless, the observant butler was able to notice the wound on
Stanley’s right hand. Thus, he picked up his first-aid kit and followed right behind Stanley until he heard the door
being shut and locked.
“Mr. Fox…” He was worried but didn’t dare knock on the door.
“Is Daddy back?”
“Why did he close the door so forcefully? Is he mad or something?” The kids’ voices sounded from behind Gael.
When Pamela saw the first-aid kit in Gael’s hand, she asked, “Mr. Gael, is Daddy hurt?”