Marcus Smith was sure that Astrid Levine was the murderer who had to kill the girl he loved, so he had her committed to a women's prison as punishment. After spending three years in prison, Astrid became different. She no longer saw Marcus as the sun but rather as the demon from hell.

Love Sets No Boundaries

Marcus weighed his body on her. He looked at her and her tears quietly.


Finally, the frown between her brows dissipated.


Marcus glanced at the almost empty IV saline bag.


He proceeded to pull out the injection proficiently.


His grandfather made him practice martial arts as a child. He took part in real combat and got hurt quite often. To him, pulling out a needle was as easy as pie.


"Get up," said Marcus to Astrid plainly after he pulled out the needle. "How long do you plan to stay here?" "Go back to where you came from."


Astrid hung her head low. She quietly sat up and tried to push herself off the bed. She stood wobbly on the floor.


"Shoes." He threw an obviously large pair of shoes at her; it was probably his shoes.


Astrid stared at her feet and said, "Where is mine?"


Chapter 68 A KISS ON THE FACE