Chapter 1503: I'm Going to Be Killed Because of You

William Campbell had a rag stuffed in his mouth, emitting muffled whimpers, his left leg was bent at a very bizarre angle.

William was drenched in sweat, his close-fitting clothes soaked with cold sweat. It was so damn painful; that guy actually… violently broke his leg.

William remembered the night he first encountered Matilda Jenkins. Some bastard threatened him to stay away from Matilda.

Now there was another one.

William didn't know if these two bastards were the same person, but dammit, it was all the same.

Nevertheless, his leg was still broken, goddamn it…

If only he had known, he should never have agreed to that scumbag.

William was in so much pain he almost passed out. No, that's wrong—he would rather pass out than to endure such torment.

William shakily removed the rag from his mouth, then fumbled for his mobile phone, using the last bit of his strength to dial a phone number.