Chapter 977 Going to the Bathroom_1

Jane McCain emerged from the room with her back tensed, step by step approaching that man, still feeling incredulous.

Was all of this a lie...

What about wanting to be with her for a lifetime, saying that meeting her was the greatest fortune of his life, declaring his undying love for her... Were they all lies to deceive her?

She should be heartbroken, crying.

But she couldn't shed a single tear, as long as she thought of him cutting open her throat with a knife, letting the blood gush into her windpipe, choking into her lungs, suffering torture amidst suffocation and pain, Jane shivered all over, feeling only fear.

It turned out that she didn't love him that much after all.

When her life was at stake, she couldn't spare any concern for her love!

"Come and eat," the man said, standing at the edge of the dining table, slowly pouring wine into a glass goblet, its color rich and seductive, like blood.

Jane pressed her lips together and tentatively said, "I need to step out..."