Chapter 678
Though incredibly tired, Sheena could not sleep well with Nathaniel watching over her.
Nathaniel quietly gazed at her profile for a while, contemplating discussing the matter of the child in her belly. However, seeing how exhausted she seemed, he hesitated.
After much hesitation, Nathaniel decided not to wake her and left the bedroom, closing the door behind him. He then drove straight to the dungeon, using the privileges granted by Kelly, which ensured a smooth and unobstructed journey.
The dungeon was dim and damp, with flickering oil lamps on the gloomy walls.
The sound of a heavy whip cracking against flesh became clearer as he advanced further. Yet, despite the relentless beating, there were no cries or pleas for mercy, creating an eerie atmosphere.
The guard opened the cell door, and the overwhelming scent of blood greeted Nathaniel. He leisurely walked in, in a rather good mood, enjoying the sight of Lionel’s misery.
Lionel’s hands were suspended, and his feet did not touch the ground. After a severe lashing, his entire body was covered in blood.
Even though he seemed disoriented, he remained silent.
Nathaniel extended his hand toward the person whipping Lionel, who respectfully handed over the whip handle. He gripped it tightly, casually stirring it in a nearby bucket of saltwater to cleanse the blood.
The water in the bucket turned red.
“Lionel, how many times did you strike me before? Now, I’m returning the favor. How does it feel? Are you satisfied with their service?”
Lionel, panting heavily, responded disdainfully, “I’m enjoying every moment! Your people are weak, just like you!”
Despite being trapped and beaten, Lionel continued his defiant attitude in front of Nathanfel.
Unhappy, Nathaniel furrowed his brow and swung the whip, personally delivering two harsh lashes.
If the saltwater soaked into one’s torn and battered skin, it could definitely cause spasms and agonizing cries. Yet, Lionel gritted his teeth, refusing to show any signs of humiliation.
If it were not for the blood dripping from the corner of his mouth, Nathaniel would actually believe that Lionel knew no pain.
Impressed, Nathaniel remarked, “How admirable! Just as expected of someone who has been with Elliot for years! But, under severe punishment, even the bravest falter. Our time together is far from over. We have branding irons, needles, clubs, sulfuric acid… Let’s go through it all in these seven days!
Lionel spat blood onto the ground, sneering, “You truly are a beast! Whatever Mr. Jenkins did to you before, you’re giving it back to him. How creative!!
Nathaniel’s face darkened, an expression of unparalleled gloom. He scooped up a ladle of saltwater and splashed it onto Lionel’s body.
A loud splash echoed through the dungeon.
The blood on Lionel’s shirt diluted significantly, but the muscles along his jaw trembled, and his face
paled.
Glaring at Lionel with intense malice, Nathaniel gritted his teeth.
“I promised Nana to spare your life. Feel free to be arrogant. It’ll only make my torment more ruthless!”
Still recovering from the intense pain brought by the saltwater, Lionel tried to calm his breathing, staying silent.
Nathaniel noticed Lionel’s stubborn expression and continued his verbal assault, “What’s so great about Elliot? Why is everyone sacrificing themselves to save him?”
Lionel held back the pain, shouting, “Of course, you can’t understand! You’re not even remotely comparable to Mr. Jenkins! In this life, the next, or the one after, Ms. Sheena will never love a beast like you!”
Nathaniel lost his mind and grabbed Lionel’s hair, hysterically screaming, “Why doesn’t she like me? Why! I love her so much!”
Lionel scoffed, “If you truly loved her, you wouldn’t hurt her. Do you know the physical toll an abortion takes on a woman? You claim to love her, yet you care nothing for her well–being. In the end, your obsession is just a sick fixation because you couldn’t have her.”
“No! It’s not true! I love her! I’m the man who loves her the most in this world!” His eyes were deep red, repeatedly wailing
Lionel disdainfully glanced at him and continued, “No matter how severe Mr. Jenkins’s own injuries were, or even when his body was affected by the 023 serum, as long as Ms. Sheena is in danger, he’s ready to sacrifice himself without hesitation. He values Ms. Sheena more than his own life. Yet, he never uses this to manipulate her into being with him. He silently guards and sacrifices.” After a dramatic pause, Lionel said, “Nathaniel, can you do the same if you were in his shoes?”
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