"Are you in pain?" Her eyes were cold.

Shane frowned slightly, he restrained his arms from shaking.

He silently took a deep breath, his dark eyes revealed a smile. “It doesn't hurt.”

He lied.

She didn't use too much force, the wound only swelled, but after hitting him twice, his shirt was torn, and the whip marks on his skin left two scary blood stains, dark red blood stains on his shirt. The white shirt in his hand was very dazzling.

Bertha realized something was wrong, she ...