Chapter 141: Sleeping Together with Her

Joy Ward was trembling with fear, "Who, who are you?"

The man's lips curled up, and the chill emanating from him deepened, "The one who saved you."

"Why did you save me?" Joy Ward cowered in the corner; her instincts told her this man was no ordinary person, which made her subconsciously fear him all over.

"Ah..."

Joy Ward exclaimed as the man grabbed her by the neck, his face getting close to hers, "Do you hate Waylon Lewis? He only saved Hope Williams, but not you. He only has Hope Williams in his heart; do you hate her?"

The mention of this made Joy Ward's eyes harsh; she clenched her teeth fiercely, "I hate, of course, I hate, it's all that bitch's fault, all her fault."

"Do you want revenge?"

Yes, she certainly did; she dreamed every day of how to kill Hope Williams.

That bitch was always so lucky, always slipping through the cracks.

Everyone was helping her, everyone.

How could she not hate?