Chapter 30 Chapter Twenty Nine

Sophie Duncan was lying on the floor where she had fallen, screaming and yelling, "Bastard, bloody bastard!" Then, muttering viciously, "How the hell did he know I lived Where?Oh what a stupid question.Of course he knew everything about Liv, every damn detail.She was Liv's best friend, so he naturally knew where she lived. Sophie is here now, strapped to a chair, helpless.But she wasn't worried about herself, just about her mother.She had to move to a place where she could talk to her mother, so that her mother could feel at ease.But she was locked in this room, about three meters away from the closed door.These 1930s houses were of such good quality that the interior walls were made of solid brick.If only they lived in a modern semi-detached house, she could hear the whole street if she yelled a few times, but now she couldn't do anything about it.

The mother must have been terrified at the moment, and Sophie could only pray to God that her mother didn't try to get downstairs.Robert had sworn not to hurt his mother—he had better not have done that.If he dared to hurt his mother, she would definitely not let him go. He still doesn't know who he provoked.He said he had lowered the power slide wheelchair to the bottom of the stairs, unplugged the phone line and removed the window lock key.The windows here are double-glazed, and her mother couldn't break a single one.And her mother's bedroom is at the back of the house, usually at this time when the neighbors are already away on vacation, so letting the neighbors hear the movement is basically a no-brainer.

Sophie couldn't believe she was in such trouble.She panicked when she heard Robert's voice upstairs.It's too fucking pathetic. She was a soldier, but she did the absolute stupidest thing ever.She ran up the stairs two steps at a time, only to find him up there, holding the serrated blade of a Swiss Army knife to her mother's throat. Really the stupidest of all the stupid things she did.If she just stops and thinks of the many other ways she could have handled it, because if you don't know there's a threat, the threat itself won't do anything, and he won't hurt her mother.He just wanted to use his mother as a hostage.He's a fucking lunatic.

Robert tied Sophie's poor old mother's hands behind her back.It was a clever move indeed, because even Robert must have figured it out, and the moment he took the knife from her mother's throat, Sophie could have taken him down - with the injured leg or without. The injured one.Then he drove Sophie downstairs, declaring that if she dared to act rashly, he would go upstairs at once and finish what he had not done to her mother.He pushed Sophie into the back room, closed the curtains, and tied her hands and feet firmly to the dining chair. Then he started the interrogation. "What are you doing on Anglesey?" "Why are you impersonating Olivia?" "Who was the man who came to see you?" "What do you know about me and Olivia?"

Sophie said nothing at first, but she could see the dark rage in his eyes.His thin lips were tightly pressed together, and two blushes appeared on the high cheekbones.Sophie knew people too well to know that it was anger, and it was all directed at her.His eyes were dark, like two wet flints, shining with a strong white light.In the end, she let go, and spat out the answer with the utmost venom.She wasn't afraid of the disgusting little man, but she was afraid of what he would do to her mother if she didn't. "Why are you on Anglesey?" Robert asked again, slapping Sophie hard with the back of his hand.

She glared at him angrily. "I'm not one of those whining bitches, you scumbag. I've been beaten up by men better than you, and I'm in the RAF Special Forces. I guarantee you won't get a damn lead. You What a shameless and despicable person, to threaten a retired old man with a knife!" She responded with another slap, followed by a series of threats. "I won't kill your mother." He said, pursing his lips into a cruel smile, his eyes flashing fiercely, "I have to be creative. Ever heard your mother scream, Sophie?" Sophie uttered every conceivable swear word.He can deal with her whatever he wants, but not bullying her mother.

"I went to Anglesey, Liv can go where she wants to go, a place far away from you. There is her secret base, a place where she no longer has to worry about you, a place where she can go A place where she feels safe, and she won't be hurt by you again." She gritted her teeth and spat out the last words to him. "You lied!" he yelled, the light in his eyes fading, replaced by a glazed stare.She knew she had hit him where it hurt. "You don't have any children yet, Sophie? Whose child is that with you? You took my child?" Sophie laughed at him, which made him even more unhappy.So, he lifted his foot and kicked her leg violently, which happened to hit the wound, which made her cry out in pain.She had surgery just a few weeks ago and hadn't fully healed yet.Her involuntary scream made him smile.

"Of course I didn't take your children away. Do you think Liv knows that you are such a lunatic, and she will let the children out of sight for half a step?" At this moment, he already knew her weakness, and seemed to be determined to be more cruel. Taking advantage of this, he raised his foot again and stepped on it hard.Sophie felt the freshly stitched wound open again, but fortunately, she was more prepared this time.She gritted her teeth, waiting for the pain to subside. He will not succeed.She would not tell him that the two boys who stayed with her on Anglesey were her sister's children, and the girl her cousin's.God knows what he will do to them.Both my cousin and sister are single moms, and taking the kids on vacation is a nightmare every time, so this time Aunt Sophie offered to take them on vacation was a huge relief for both of them.But it was impossible for Robert to discover this.

"Then who came to see you?" "This fucking has nothing to do with you. I'm not your wife. I can sleep with whoever I like. As for her, she can do it when the opportunity comes." She didn't know why she forced herself to add this sentence , but she just wanted to hurt this man, the deeper the injury, the better.But retribution soon came. "My wife doesn't sleep with anyone but me, and you know that," he growled, his voice a little ominously low. "What do you think?" She asked pretending to be innocent, "If I told you that she never forgot Danash, she actually loved him all the time, and nothing you could do would change it, what would you say?"

The bastard laughed, really happy.Poor Olivia, remember she once said that Robert was everything to her. "And what do you know about me and Olivia? What did she tell you?" "She told me everything, you crazy. I know everything. I know who you are and what you are. You're a bastard, a bloody sick bastard!" As the serrated knife plunged into the open wound on her leg, Sophie uttered the last words. The moment she passed out, Sophie was delighted to hear him ask a question she couldn't answer, because he would never know if she could.