The Clutches Of Hell Novel

Chapter 31

Vincent said, “You’ve survived two years in prison, haven’t you? Just hang in there for a little longer, okay?”

Victoria licked her dry lips, not answering him.

“Do you not believe me?” Vincent raised a hand. “I swear, if I don’t keep my word, I’ll get run over by a car when I go out, and get struck by lightning on rainy days. I will not die a proper death!”

Victoria grabbed his raised hand. “Vincent, don’t say that…”

“Then promise me that you won’t seek death anymore, alright?” Vincent said anxiously,”You managed to survive such a harrowing time in prison, and your current situation must be better than being in prison, right? In that case, just—”

“No, it’s not better at all.” With her voice hoarse, Victoria interrupted and said, “Vincent, do you know how it feels like to be called a murderer everywhere you go?”

She took a deep breath and said shakily, “Do you know how embarrassing it is to kneel on the ground while apologizing to others? Do you know… How terrible I felt when Dad ran away at the sight of me?”

In prison, she kept telling herself that everything would be better when she was released.

However, when the time came, she realized how cruel reality was.

“Vincent, just pretend you never had a sister. Just let me leave in peace, alright?” Victoria tried to smile. “I will try my best so that it looks like a pure accident. I won’t let Christian get any excuses to turn his wrath on the Coleman…”

Family.

“You’re great at planning things, huh?”

Just then, the door to the ward opened with a click, allowing Christian to walk in with a half-smile.

His usually perfect suit was a little messy, and there was a thin layer of sweat on his forehead, perhaps because of the higher temperature in the ward or something else.

Victoria’s face instantly turned pale. She was terrified and panicking at that moment.

Why is he here?

the bed, one step after the other. He stared at her intensely with his dark eyes. “Do you think you’re that amazing, or do I look like

watch yourself! Bella’s legs are precious to you, but what about Tori’s? You broke her

head to the side as he looked at

say more when Victoria tugged at his sleeve,

then moved aside in

Christian. “You and Miss Spritz hate me so much, so I’ll

pale, and her work clothes loosely covered her

stagnant puddle, which was a stark contrast to the mania and

pursed into a line as he grew a little annoyed for some reason. “Death

leg of Miss Spritz’s…” Victoria tried to smile, but

bullying!” Vincent clenched his fists, his eyes turning

saying casually, “Mr. Coleman, you should be thanking me. If not

raised

floor, shielding Christian behind her. Their family couldn’t

a glaring red as he seethed through gritted

late; Teresa and the children must be waiting for you. You should go home.” Victoria’s eyes were filled with pleading. Vincent was the only person alive who

the tears in his eyes as he glared at Christian. “Never forget this, Thatcher. If anything happens to

go home.” Victoria tugged at his shirt, interrupting him. “Be careful of the injury on your head. If you feel anything wrong,

at her with his reddened eyes. He wanted to say something, but he felt as if something

in her hands. He glared at Christian at the side, then turned around and

in her hands. It was still the same card from

she didn’t touch the money in the card, her parents probably wouldn’t

She bowed deeply toward Christian and said in exhaustion, “I apologize on my brother’s behalf for what happened just now. Please

siblings are on good terms with each other,” Christian said, his