Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 1361 Side Story of Christ and Kiki, Result

Jeremiah didn't really expect such a good thing to fall into his lap.

He had heard a lot of bad things about Kiki from Penny and despised her very much, but she was really too beautiful and he was still tickled inside.

He stared gloomily at Kiki, then suddenly burst into laughter.

Who would have thought that Kiki, who once disdained him and didn't even remember this face of his, would one day be bought by Quinn for three hundred and thrown to them to be tossed around. True to form, the tide is turning.

Look, Kiki, just keep being proud, God has spared no one!

Jeremiah is a man with a notorious penchant for drunken beauties.

It is said that as a child he was so enchanted by the drama of concubine's drunkenness that, as he grew up, he became extraordinarily fascinated by the beauty's drunkenness.

Kiki is the beauty and he can't wait to see her drunk.

Jeremiah smiled heatedly, grabbed a bottle of spirits and filled the cup in front of Kiki.

"Kiki, drink it, and when you're done, so we can talk in depth." With that, he even threw a wink at her.

Kiki did not feel well, and meeting this wink made her stomach upset.

She got up and tried to move away from these people when Jeremiah put pressure on his hand and pulled her straight back to the sofa with one hand. "Kiki, you are given two choices, do you want to drink it yourself, or do I feed it to you?"

"I don't drink!" Kiki spoke in a cold voice, "Let me out of here!"

"Looks like you're asking me to feed you a drink!"

Jeremiah was actually a man of compassion, but tonight, he had a touch of anger for his best friend, so of course he couldn't be merciful to Kiki.

He reached out and unceremoniously strangled her chin, forcing her mouth open, and just poured the wine into her mouth.

Raphael's eyes inexplicably stared at Kiki, whose face was wrinkled in pain, and then, he uncapped several bottles of spirits and placed them in front of Jeremiah.

With this look, he obviously wanted Kiki to drink even these bottles of wine.

Kiki had drunk wine, but she had a weak stomach and she drank mostly fruit wine, she had never had such strong wine before.

She had eaten just two bites of rice in the evening, not much different from not eating anything, and when such strong wine was poured into her stomach, her stomach was as painful as if it were burning with a blazing fire.

"Let go of me! You have no right to do this to me!"

Kiki's voice was instantly drowned out by Jeremiah and Raphael's cold laughter, and listening to their harsh and cruel laughter, she suddenly lost the strength to resist.

For a moment, it was as if she was back in the cage where she had spent five years without seeing the light of day.

How are those people in there qualified to bully her and torture her?

But didn't they force her to open her mouth again and again, and shove all sorts of things she hated into her mouth?

Jeremiah, Raphael, Quinn, in her opinion, are no different from those who tortured her in prison.

When she first went to prison, she did think about resisting.

At that time, Kiki naively thought that black was black and white was white, that she had a clear conscience and that no one was qualified to insult her.

But the five years of unpleasant experience taught her that sometimes there is no right and wrong in this world, and that desperate resistance will not save her, but will only lead to more painful suffering. So, by the time the people in prison tortured her again later, she didn't even bother to resist.

Kiki withdrew her hand, and at this point, she was too lazy to waste any more energy trying to break Jeremiah's grip.

Because she knew very well that there was more than just Jeremiah inside this box who was full of malice towards her, she couldn't fight these people, so why should she make some indifferent struggle to make them more pleased!

The sound of breaking glass suddenly rang out, and Kiki subconsciously looked in the direction where the sound came from.

Raphael smashed an empty wine bottle hard on the ground.

He turned his face and looked at Kiki, with a grim smile, "Kiki, I've laid things out for you! Once you've had enough wine, you will kneel on it, kowtow to Quinn, and admit your mistakes!"

Kiki closed her eyes wearily, kowtowing again and admitting her mistake.

She was used to it.

When she was in prison, she was made to kowtow to people countless times, she was proud and she was not willing to get down on her knees to beg for forgiveness. The result?

She was still pinned down hard, and her head, which she had lifted so hard, was pinned down to the ground.

What's a shard of glass!

In that place where humanity was lost, she hadn't knelt for anything! Raphael's words didn't really scare her.

Raphael thought that when he said this, Kiki would turn pale with fear and lower her proud head, begging for mercy from them.

In his opinion, there is no woman who is not afraid of pain, but this woman seems not to be afraid of pain at all.

He really didn't believe that this tender girl wouldn't be afraid of pain at all! He was waiting for her to cry her eyes out and beg for mercy!

Quinn also thought that Kiki would beg for mercy, but Raphael had already poured her a dozen glasses of strong wine, but she still had no intention of begging for mercy.

She was thin, looking so fragile that she seemed to break at the slightest squeeze, but her increasingly pale face still had stubbornness written all over it.

Quinn's heart inexplicably ached, and he turned his face away, not bothering to look at this woman. Jeremiah poured for a while, and he finally poured all the strong wine on the table into her mouth. He clapped his hands together with an exhausted look.

"Alright, the wine is finished, you can let her kowtow to Quinn and admit her mistake!"

With that, he slammed her hard in the direction of the shattered glass with a sudden force in his hand.

When Jeremiah dropped it, Kiki did not kneel on the glass shards, but her palm heavily pressed on top of the glass shards, and in an instant, blood was dripping.

It hurt......

Fine beads of sweat seeped out of Kiki's forehead, but she did not even frown.

It was as if she was nothing more than a puppet without a soul, unable to perceive all the pain, the scorn, the trampling.

Kiki actually used to be most afraid of pain, but people experience more pain, they will slowly learn to endure.

So the three men waiting to see her cry out in pain and shout were doomed to nothing but disappointment.

When Jeremiah saw Kiki sitting quietly on the ground, not crying or screaming, he was inexplicably annoyed.

He stepped forward and kicked her in the knee, "Why are you still sitting there? Are you deaf? Kneel down on it, kowtow to Quinn, and admit your mistakes!"