"I didn't do anything. He just kidnapped me and wanted to beat me to death. He said that as long as one of you ... um ...."

Leonard covered my mouth and looked at me fiercely.

His grasp was so strong that it almost suffocated me.

I finally heard my mother's voice at this moment.

"Yvette! Yvette! What's wrong with you? Are you still there?"

I tried desperately to pry Leonard's hands away, but I did not have that much strength and he grasped me even tighter.

The suffocating sensation spread and I felt like I could not hold on any longer, but at this moment, he let go of me.

I did not care about anything else, panting heavily and coughing fiercely.

"Oh, Georgina, they are just a couple having fun, why are you asking so many questions?" said my aunt trying to divert my mother's worries.

"That's right, I can hear it from here that the young couple is having fun. Auntie, we should go out for a walk. We've been waiting for you for a long time," said my cousin in a hurry, then the moment he finishes his words, the video call hung up.

I was just gasping for breath, but then I choked up. I looked over in despair and Leonard smiled sinisterly as his phone hit my head.

The phone fell to the ground and my head started bleeding even more.

When I collapsed on the ground, he sat directly on me.

I panicked and tried to protect my stomach, but he put on a fierce and cruel look.

"A woman like you is such a slut! You're trying to please my parents just to have a child, but you're not even afraid of being beaten by me!"

Even though he said such a cruel and mean words, he did not hit my stomach.

I thought he still had humanity.

But the next second, a slap landed on my head with a crackling sound.

"I told you, you'd get beaten once you failed to get a rescue!"

I laid on the ground begging for mercy, but he became more and more excited as he hit me.

"What you are enduring now is not even one thousandth of what she is enduring. Why can't you bear it? Huh?" he said while grabbing my hair and forcing me to look at him.

I did not know who the "she" he was talking about and I did not know where his hatred for me was from.

"She? Who is she?" I asked out loud, but instead of getting an answer, I got a hard slap in the face.

"You don't deserve to know her name!"

I knew that the only way I could save myself now was to keep myself calm.

So, I tentatively said,