Revenge of the Hideous Lady (Xyla Quest)
Chapter 2088

The bed in the room wasn't the usual type Rachel Wood had seen before. It was the kind of brick bed that could only be seen in books and television dramas. The bed was so cold that it made Rachel feel even chillier upon laying on it.

She struggled again, but it didn't help.

She began to cry silently, knowing she was doomed.

She was about to be violated.

Sebastian Brenand's parents were going to strip Rachel of her pride and everything along with it.

She would end up like other girls who were kidnapped and sold to places like this.

No! She didn't want this!

'Sebastian, where are you? Sebastian!' Rachel thought frantically.

Then, the three younger men left the room, leaving behind the old man in his eighties.

He didn't untie her. Instead, he began touching her all over.

He became even more excited as Rachel cried and shook her head.

She wanted to kill him, but she couldn't.

After the old man finished, the others came in one after another to take their turn.

Rachel truly was going mad, the strong feeling of shame making her want to bite her tongue to kill herself.

However, her mouth was gagged, and she couldn't do it even if she wanted to.

She secretly made up her mind that she would escape if only to get away from this hellish place.

She couldn't wait around and not do anything!

***

In the months to come, Sebastian searched high and low for Rachel only to fail at every turn.

After making several trips to the police station, Sebastian returned to his house in exhaustion.

As soon as he entered through the doors, he felt nothing but emptiness.

He felt chills all over his body, although the house was warm.

Sebastian was lonely, missing Rachel to the point of madness.

Whenever he lost control of his rage, he would destroy many things at home, only to repurchase the same items afterward.

So, the house still looked the same as it did before, except for Rachel's continued absence.

As he stood in the center of his living

room, he could still picture her

l.ne

sitting on the white, furry carpet. He

could see her arranging flow

elegantly.

He could also imagine how Rachel would spring up from the couch when he returned home after a long day at work and joyfully run into his arms.

Sebastian missed her so much. He felt like he was about to lose his mind.

He hadn't been able to sleep peacefully these days, needing to rely on sleeping pills and alcohol only to fall asleep each night.

Even then, he'd still dream of Rachel all the time, about how they would spend time together.

Those heart-warming memories from the past appeared particularly delightful in his dreams.

The dreams were so pleasant that he didn't want to wake up.

On the many nights that he realized he was only dreaming, he would keep his eyes closed and try to resume his dreams.

If it was possible, Sebastian wished he could live in his dreams forever.

He walked over to the couch and sank down weakly, picking up a bottle of red wine from the coffee table that was littered with various other alcohol on it.

He started drinking straight from the bottle, but it didn't bring any relief at all.

The more he drank, the more bitter he felt, further adding to his depression.

Sebastian Suddenly burst into tears as he drank. All the emotional turmoi he had been suppressing came

to the fore at that moment like a volcanic eruption.

He tossed the bottle against the ground the moment he drained it.

At that moment, the floor he had just cleaned became a mess again.