Flash Marriage: She becomes Mrs. CEO after the Failed Dowry Talk Chapter 695: Taste the Shame Yourself

This is an old neighborhood that’s been around for years, with dense tree cover and devoid of a gardener’s trimming for quite so ti, not even equipped with an elevator, and the hallways filled with the musty sll of mold.

Nora Northwood felt cold all over as the man dragged her body into the room on the left side of the third floor.

The instinct to survive made Nora clutch the doorknob tightly, hoping that there were other residents in this building.

Her mouth had been sealed just a second before the car door opened.

Now, she could only emit intermittent sobs.

The two of them tussled at the doorway for quite a while, but ultimately, Nora’s strength was no match for the middle-aged man.

"About to et your end, and you still think soone can save you? This neighborhood is full of old folks, even if they saw, they wouldn’t dare interfere. I advise you to behave and don’t cause trouble!"

The driver’s warning plunged Nora’s spirits to rock bottom.

She watched, her own hands and feet bound tightly with rope, securing her to a shabby wooden chair.

Once all the actions were finished, the man made his way to a bedroom inside, his deanor taking on a respectful air.

"Miss, the person is here."

Nora guessed that the person inside the bedroom could be Rachel Woodward.

Her suspicions were confird as the person who ca out was indeed who she had in mind.

Rachel Woodward was dressed in hospital garb, her face unusually pale, likely having had a difficult ti lately.

The mont she saw Nora, her previously expressionless face suddenly twisted into a terrifying visage.

She approached Nora, her tone almost frenzied as she asked, "Nora, didn’t expect you’d end up in my hands, did you?"

Nora imdiately noticed that Rachel’s ntal state was off, like a psychiatric patient who had been under long-term oppression.

Unfortunately, her mouth was sealed with black tape, leaving her unable to make a sound.

Rachel casually picked up a fruit knife from the coffee table.

The icy-cold blade pressed tightly against the side of Nora’s face, deterring any reckless movents.

The one holding the advantage had a vicious look in her eyes, "What do you think, if I lightly drew this knife across your face, would Cousin Jasper still want you?"

Nora stared at Rachel, her eyelashes quivering.

The latter mumbled to herself, "Forgot you can’t speak now, let rip the tape off for you."

The tape was incredibly adhesive, surpassing even superglue.

As it was torn off, the pain brought tears to Nora’s eyes, but she endured it without making a sound.

However, this very look displeased Rachel.

A certain unspeakable sense of humiliation surged in Rachel’s heart, and without rhy or reason, she said, "No wonder you’re a couple, both with equally stubborn mouths."

This remark led Nora to think that Jasper was experiencing the sa ordeal.

"Bring the drugs," Rachel ordered the driver from before.

Soon, the driver handed a small pill in a sealed plastic bag to Rachel.

She asked Nora, "Do you know what’s inside?"

Without waiting for an answer, she directly stated that it was an aphrodisiac.

Nora looked at her, then at the driver, her jaw clenched tightly, but unfortunately... the pill was still forced into her mouth.

For the first ten minutes, there was virtually no sensation.

Nora figured it must be the sa drug that Jasper Sinclair had taken.

At a certain point, her body suddenly beca feverish, with red flushes appearing all over her skin.

Seeing her like this, Rachel burst into mad laughter.

"Nora, now you can also experience what it’s like to beg soone to be with you."