Rowdy pressed Yuna's hand and firmly pressed her down on the bed, a burning rage burning in his gaze as if he wanted to burn everything to ashes.

Yuna didn't struggle either.

She had to build up her strength and wait until the critical moment to strike.

She no longer had any extra strength left to fight against Rowdy.

"Yuna, I advise you not to struggle." Rowdy condescendingly warned Yuna like a prey, "Otherwise, it will be harder for you."

He was telling Yuna that what happened next would be a torture for Yuna.

If Yuna suffered well, then this would soon be over.

If Yuna tried to break free, she would be worse than dead.

Yuna let out a cold laugh, not moving as he clutched the sharp cone in his hand a little tighter, "Try it."

Where could Rowdy stand such a provocation, fiercely exerting force, pressing Yuna even more to death, a bloodthirsty murderous aura coming out from his gaze, "Yuna, don't provoke me again, this time is your lesson!"

He lowered his head and bit on Yuna's neck like a wild animal, like he wanted to suck all the blood from Yuna's body, hating to make Yuna become one with him.

Yuna gritted her teeth, enduring this strange shame, and then, when Rowdy unconsciously let go of her hand and tried to clasp her waist, she violently raised her hand and plunged the object in her hand into Rowdy's neck.

Rowdy felt a sharp pain and touched his neck, bringing down a hand full of blood.

Just a little bit short, Yuna hit him squarely in the aorta.

Once the aorta is injured, and if he can't get medical attention in time, he might, today, really have to give his life to Yuna here.

Rowdy couldn't believe that Yuna really wanted to kill him.

However, the sharp pain of the wound, and the blood that had already stayed in his chest, were all supporting evidence that Yuna really wanted to kill him.

"Yuna, you seek death!"

Rowdy's every word seemed to be squeezed out from between his teeth, every word was full of murderous aura, itching to send Yuna to hell in the next second.

"I said, don't touch me." Yuna coldly looked at Rowdy and let out a laugh, "So the one looking for death is actually you."

Rowdy's hands, clenched into fists, opened up for a split second, turning into the claws of a wild beast, pouncing madly and forcefully on Yuna's face-

"Pop!"

In the next second, Yuna's face had a bright red five-finger print, and a trace of blood spilled from the corner of his lips.

The slap in the face was no easier than taking a stabbing.

However, Yuna looked at Rowdy indifferently as if she couldn't feel the pain, completely unmoved.

Rowdy covered his wounds and said word for word through gritted teeth, "Yuna, you don't want to escape from my hands alive!"

He was bleeding profusely, and without waiting for Yuna to say anything, he turned around and hurriedly left the room.

Milo was about to go and do something else when he accidentally saw Rowdy coming down from upstairs, and upon closer inspection, Rowdy's neck was red, and the clothes on his chest had been dyed dark red.

"Brother Rowdy!" Milo was busy running furiously towards Rowdy, "How did you get hurt? Is it serious?"

"Call someone to drive and take me to the hospital." Although Rowdy was seething with anger, his thinking was still very clear, "You follow me and help me treat my wounds in the car first."

"Yes!"

Milo called a brother over, escorted Rowdy to the car, and quickly took out the medical kit to treat the wound for Rowdy, making a simple stop to the bleeding first.

Yuna stabbed so deeply that Rowdy was lying when he said it didn't hurt, frowning deeply the entire time.

At the end, Milo asked, "Is it Yuna?"

"... "Rowdy didn't say anything, which was equivalent to acquiescing to Milo's speculation.

Milo did not expect Yuna to have so much courage, his tone sank, then asked, "Brother Rowdy, do you need me ...?"

If Rowdy couldn't do it to Yuna, it was fine, he could do it for him.

"No need!" Without waiting for Milo to finish his sentence, Rowdy glared at Milo and sternly rebuked, "Without my permission, none of you, are allowed to touch Yuna!"

Rowdy wasn't trying to spare Yuna.

He knew that Yuna was dead set on Wesley, the more so, the more he wanted to destroy Yuna little by little.

He wanted to let Yuna experience his heartbreak's and despair at this moment.

If it was a year ago, Rowdy would never have dared to imagine that Yuna would actually dare to kill him.

Yuna also found it unbelievable.

At one time, Rowdy was the god in Yuna's heart.

Yuna felt as if there was nothing that this man couldn't do. She willingly paid for him and listened to his words, even if he arranged for her to go undercover beside Wesley, and she knew how horrible that man Wesley was, she still had no choice.

But right now, she just wanted to kill Rowdy.

That worship Rowdy at first, really ... blind.

Just now, Yuna had used up a lot of her strength, and she lay on the bed for a while before she got up and went to the bathroom to wash her hands.

On her hand, she still had Consuelo's blood, which was, of course, cold.

After washing her hands and coming out, Yuna felt a lot more awake, and only then did she realize that the floor and the bed sheets were puddle after puddle, all of which were Rowdy's blood.

She didn't have any extra strength left, so she simply ripped the sheets off, replaced them with a fresh set, and lay down again.

This lying down, Yuna quickly fell asleep.

In the afternoon, Milo went to pick up Emily from school and came home on time, the little guy cheered and called Yuna as soon as he entered the door, "Auntie Yuna Auntie Yuna, where are you?"

"..."

No one responded to Emily, and Yuna was nowhere to be seen.

On the contrary, it was the servants in the house, and a few of Rowdy's men, who looked at Emily with a strange expression, wanting to say something.

Sensing that something was wrong, Emily grabbed the hem of Milo's shirt and looked at Milo, asking, "What happened at home? Where's Auntie Yuna?"

"Mu..." Milo hesitated, not sure how to tell a five year old about the whole thing.

"Ok, I can not ask what happened." Mu compromised while his aura grew stronger, with the air of tearing down this old mansion if he didn't answer him, and asked with his arms crossed, "But where is Auntie Yuna? I want to know where Auntie Yuna is!"

"...," Milo pointed breathlessly to the second floor, "in the upstairs room."

Mu threw his school bag to the floor and scuffed up to the second floor, only to find two more people in front of Yuna's room door.

He hadn't guessed wrong, something had happened.

The little guy directly ignored the people guarding the door of the room and pushed open the door to go in, but the henchman guarding the door reached out his hand to stop him first and said, "Emily, right now in Miss Yuna's room, no one can just go in or out, including Miss Yuna."

Emily bristled and looked at the two adults as tall as he was with a strong expression, "Humph", "But I'm going in, if you don't let me go, when my daddy comes back, I'll tell him that you're bullying me!"

"Emily," the henchman shook his head, helplessly, "this trick won't work on us."

In the past, when Yuna still had a little bit of status in Rowdy's heart, Emily's kind of tricks might still work.

But now, there was no difference between Yuna and Rowdy's prisoner, and there was little use for Mu Jiao or trickery.

Mu's cheeks bulged with anger and she made a direct move to open the door.

"Hey hey, Emily, you can't do this!"

The henchman intended to stop Emily.

However, Emily's reaction was even faster, and before said next had a chance to make a move, Emily threatened, "If you guys dare to touch me, I'll tell daddy that you guys beat me up! If daddy doesn't believe me, I'll cry until he does! Don't you guys mess with me, humph!"

Emily had been taught by Yuna the good character of being true to his word, and all of his men had no doubt that he would do what he said he would do.

So it's a question of whether they stop it or not.

While the group of henchmen were still hesitating, Emily had already pushed open the door and rushed into the room.

Yuna has not woken up until now, the bedside of the bed messy pile of sheets and pillowcases, Mu lifted a look, all are already dried blood.

The little guy sucked in a breath with wide eyes and quickly climbed onto the bed, shaking Yuna, "Auntie Yuna, wake up!"

Yuna had slept all afternoon, and when Emily called out like this, she quickly woke up and smiled at the little one, "You're off school?"

Mu pouted her lips and looked at Yuna worriedly, "What's wrong with you? Are you hurt?"

"I'm fine." Yuna stroked the little guy's head, signaling him to rest assured, "I'm just a little uncomfortable."

Mu pointed to the sheets on the floor, "Whose blood is that?"

"..." Yuna said after a moment, "It's your daddy's. Emily, I'm sorry I hurt your daddy."

"... "Emily stared, as if she couldn't believe what she was hearing, and it was only after a long time that she came back to her senses and asked, "Auntie Yuna, is my daddy going to die?"

No matter what, Emily was always worried about Rowdy.

Yuna shook his head, "Your daddy is not badly injured, but he won't die."

Emily was visibly relieved, and his brows finally relaxed as he asked in a milky voice, "Auntie Yuna, what exactly happened? Why did Daddy send so many people to watch you?"

Yuna thought about it, since the little guy knew everything, it didn't matter if he was allowed to know a little more.

She told Emily what had happened today in a concise manner, and of course, the part about Rowdy forcing her in the room turned out to be that she and Rowdy had gotten into an argument, and that she had hurt Rowdy.

Emily wasn't too worried about Rowdy's injuries, instead he was worried about Yuna and asked with a tangled face, "So, Auntie Yuna, you and Uncle Hayes can't contact each other on the game?"

Yuna nodded, "Yeah."

Emily looked disappointed and gave a soft "ah" and said regretfully, "Uncle Must be very sad."

Yuna was also helpless and said, "But there's nothing I can do, I've been discovered."

Emily's childlike gaze flickered with uneasiness, "Auntie Yuna, will Daddy hurt you?"

Yuna thought about it and tried to downplay it as much as possible, shaking his head and saying, "Honestly, I don't know."