Chapter 1213

As David brought Tatiana into the room, undressing and subjecting her to molestation and
humiliation, Tatiana was partially conscious. Despite being aware, her limbs felt weak, and she couldn't summon the strength to open her eyes,
let alone retaliate. The situation became even more harrowing for her. She would rather pass out or perhaps even die.
Various thoughts raced through her mind. When she finally opened her teary eyes in shock, a
desperate moan escaped her lips as she struggled in Sean's arms. "Don't touch me ... Don't touch me!" "Taty, look at me! Look at who I am.” Sean held his tears as he hugged her tightly. The sensation was as if a blunt knife had forcefully ripped open Sean's chest, extracting his beating
heart from his sturdy body. He clenched his fingers so tightly that they seemed on the verge of
breaking As Tatiana heard the familiar voice, a glint flickered in her dreary eyes. She stared at Sean, afraid that it was all her imagination. Then, she cautiously called for him, "Sean?"
Sean's throat tightened even more, rendering him speechless. All he could manage were repeated
nods. "W-What happened to your eye?" Tatiana, shocked, gazed at his bloodied left eye, forgetting her
own safety and expressing concern for him. Alyssa's eyes were a fiery red, her chest heaving with anger. Why would anyone want to torment
these lovebirds? What had they done wrong? At this moment, she seethed with rage against Winston. David was despicable. If Winston hadn't forced Tatiana to marry Jameson, David would never have
harbored such disgusting thoughts for her. That bastard David had never shown interest in Tatiana before. However, he suddenly showed
interest and took reckless risks. His motives were clear—to curry favor with the Taylors and vie for power within the Schmidt Group.
Why else would he use Tatiana as a pawn? Winston was the instigator of this. "I-I'm okay. Taty, I will take you home." Sean's tears fell, streaked with traces of blood. All he could
think about was getting Tatiana away from this place. Attempting to carry her from the waist, Sean was met with resistance as Tatiana struggled and
pushed him away. "Sean, let's break up.” It was as if Sean had been struck by lightning. He stared at her pale face, utterly lost. "Taty, I won't
allow you to say something like that. I will never break up with you. Over my dead body! "Let's break up. I'm filthy now." Tatiana curled her lips slightly, her smile causing Sean's heart to
ache. "I don't deserve you, Sean.” Sᴇaʀch Thᴇ FɪndNøvel.nᴇt website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality. "That's nonsense. You will never be filthy to me." Sean, his face covered in tears and blood,
emphasized every word. "You are the most perfect woman in the world. I love you, no matter what.”
Tatiana shook her head slowly, certain of her decision. "I will never forgive myself if I stay with you
after this. Sean, you deserve someone better. Don't waste your time on me. It's not worth it."
Alyssa turned her back toward them, her eyes reddened. She wiped her tears forcefully with her
hand, then quickly scanned the room, spotting a vase. Running over, she grabbed the vase by its neck and smashed it against the wall. The porcelain
shattered, leaving a sharp edge of the neck in her hand. "David, you wretched beast! I'll make sure you suffer!" Alyssa's eyes were filled with murderous intent as she approached David, who lay on the ground like
a toad.