The trust between this man and the original owner had long been completely destroyed.

She gripped the brass key tighter in her hand.

He will awaken his superpowers tonight.

She must find a way to ensure her own safety and deal with the huge threat before tonight.

If she didn't kill him, then she must be useful to him! She had to prove the value of her existence, that she was useful to live, or give him a reason not to kill her.

"roll."

Her body trembled uncontrollably and her face grew paler.

It was not because the word was insulting, but because, at that moment, a more violent, filthy, and terrifying fragment of memory, like a flood that broke through a dam, completely destroying her fragile psychological defenses.

That was not a vague plot seen in a book, but a scene personally experienced by the "original owner", with an indelible sensory impact.

On the chaotic eve of the apocalypse, a luxurious hotel suite, blurry lights, and adulterated red wine...

There was also the man in front of him, who was sinking out of control under the influence of drugs, and when he woke up the next day, his eyes were full of humiliation and rage that almost spit fire.

"Su Wan! You lunatic! What did you do to me?! Do you still have any sense of propriety or shame?"

The man's roar seemed to still echo in his ears, carrying with it his completely trampled dignity and overwhelming hatred.

And the original owner, the spoiled young lady, after the initial panic, faced with his ruthless disgust and insults, that pitiful, twisted "like" was instantly replaced by anger and possessiveness.

If you can't get it, destroy it.

If you don't obey, you will be imprisoned.

So, there is this hellish cell before our eyes, these heavy chains, and this body covered with scars.

"Or has the young lady come up with some new...way to play?"

Her knuckles turned white from the force of holding the brass key, and the cold metal almost dug into her flesh.

Just then——

“Huh!”

A suppressed roar, like the roar of a trapped beast on the verge of death, suddenly squeezed out of Lu Shiyan's throat.

Without any warning, his curled up body suddenly pounced towards Su Wan in a way that was almost self-mutilating!

“Crash!”

The heavy iron chain was instantly tightened, making a harsh friction sound and cutting deeply into the flesh of his wrist.

He was held tightly by the chains and fell heavily to the ground, two steps away from Su Wan.

But he raised his head, and his bloodshot eyes stared at her intently, revealing an undisguised, crazy desire to kill and destroy.

“Su Wan…” He spoke word by word, his voice sounding like it came from hell, carrying a bloody smell, “One day… I will… grind you… and your damn father… to ashes!”

The last four words were almost squeezed out from between teeth.

Su Wan almost staggered back a big step instinctively.

"Bang!"

The bottle of water in her pocket fell out because of the violent movement and hit the ground. The plastic bottle made a dull sound and the water inside spilled all over the floor.

It's over.

The original owner committed a sin and now she has to pay for it.

He really wanted to grind her to dust.

Fear almost consumed her, she wanted to escape!

But reason kept her feet firmly on her feet.

Escape? Where to?

The end of the world is coming, and there are zombies everywhere. Where can she go? The people in the villa are unpredictable, and this man will awaken his supernatural powers tonight.

She had no way to escape.

unless……

Su Wan's hand subconsciously touched her flat belly.

There's nothing there.

But she needs to have.

This is her only bargaining chip, crazy, self-destructive, but possibly the only effective one!

She looked up suddenly and met Lu Shiyan's burning, crazy eyes.

He was still on the ground, tied up tightly with iron chains, like a head trapped in a trap, torturing her with his eyes.

She used all her strength to suppress the sob in her throat and the trembling of her teeth.

"Lu Shiyan..."

Her voice still trembled uncontrollably, like a candle in the wind.

Lu Shiyan did not respond, but stared at her with a look that seemed to want to torture her to death.

"I..." She paused, as if she had used up all her courage before she uttered the next words, "I'm pregnant."

"It's yours."

These few words were very light, but they were like a thunderclap, exploding in the silent cell.

The air froze instantly.

Time seemed to stop at this moment.

The brutality and madness on Lu Shiyan's face seemed to have been paused, solidifying into an extremely strange blankness.

His pupils seemed to shrink suddenly at that moment.

absurd!

He looked at Su Wan as if he was looking at a complete lunatic.

Pregnant?

his?

This perception was so absurd and distorted that it caused his brain, which was filled with hatred and pain, to temporarily crash.

He wanted to laugh, wanted to laugh out loud, laugh at the shamelessness and absurdity of this woman.

Did she think he would believe it?

"Ha..." An extremely short and hoarse syllable rolled out of his throat, carrying with it a strong sense of sarcasm and contempt.

"Su Wan," he said her name slowly, word by word, each word was as cold as ice, "Do you think that I have become stupid because of you locking me up?"

His gaze became sharp again, like two poisoned knives, scraping across Su Wan's pale face.

"Or is this a new way you came up with... to torture me?"

Using a "bastard" that doesn't even exist and belongs to him to continue humiliating him?

Sure enough, he didn't believe it.

If it were her, she wouldn't believe it either.

What's more, this was a huge lie she told in a desperate situation to save her life.

But she couldn't back down.

Once you retreat, there is really only one way out, which is death.

She straightened her limp back and met his scrutinizing, suspicious, murderous gaze.

"It's not a lie." Her voice was still trembling, but her tone was full of desperate certainty, "It's true."

"I didn't lie to you."