Chapter 137 I Want You To Suffer
- “Mr. Wallaby, I...” I was at a loss and could not bring myself to say anything, so I resorted to pouring him a glass of wine and lifted the glass in front of him. “I can't sing nor dance. All I can do is drink, so how about I toast to you one more time?” My only choice now was to please him in hopes that he could let me go.
- Unfortunately, he was not that easy to convince.
- He slowly leaned closer to me that I could smell the scent of alcohol blended with his body odor. Holding my breath, I took a step backward.