Twins and Ex-wife
Chapter 1370 Side Story of Christ and Kiki, Make Up with His Death

On her back, there were many extremely deep scars.

Further down, the wounds, even deeper, were horrific.

He jerked her dress up, only to see several hideous, deeply sunken bruises near her waist.

One of the wounds looked like a heavy cut from a knife, and several others, not from a knife, but from a sharp iron hook or other sharp object, which had rotted the flesh.

He could almost imagine that image, Kiki lying on the ground covered in blood, with so many people laughing and holding knives, cutting viciously into her body, and even more outrageously, there were people with sharp iron hooks, stabbing viciously into her bloody flesh, injuring her so much that she was bloody and dripping with blood.

Gently stroking these unsightly scars, the surging charm in Christ's heart quickly dissipated, leaving only the inexorable cone of pain.

In his last life, he had done it with her purely to humiliate her, and he had never looked at her body closely enough to know that there were such horrific scars on her body.

"Kiki, who hurt you?! Tell me, who hurt you?! I will kill her!"

Christ's fists were clenched in hatred, the bruises on the back of his hands were rippling, and the veins on his forehead, too, were jutting out.

At this moment, he was really up for killing, he wanted to bruise the bones of the person who had ruthlessly grabbed the knife and slid it across her body. He wanted to cut the person who had injured her with the iron hook, to death by a thousand cuts.

"Christ, it was all the people you sent, does it matter who hurt me? You should have killed yourself, are you willing to do it to yourself?"

Hearing Kiki's voice with a mocking laugh, Christ's brain abruptly woke up.

Yes, it was all thanks to him that she was so badly injured.

Although the real person behind the violence against her was Penny, if he hadn't cruelly sent her to prison and indulged Penny over and over again, she wouldn't have been, left with these bruises all over her body.

He has to return her innocence, even if he turned the city and the world upside down, he would return her innocence.

He would, too, make all those who hurt her pay the most grievous price, including him, Christ.

Christ trembled and hugged Kiki, "Kiki, I'm sorry, give me some time to replace out who hurt you, if you want my life, I'm willing to die!"

He deserves to die, but right now, he really can't die yet.

Penny and Dylan have not yet paid the price, he has not yet uncovered FDaphne, there are too many dangers hidden around her, he must eradicate all obstacles as soon as possible!

In her last life, she was caused to miscarry by Dylan and had a child thrown away by FDaphne. A tragedy like that must never be replayed again.

Kiki was still hating Christ so much that her body trembled, but for some reason, after he said he was willing to die for his crime, her heart inexplicably felt sad.

As if, indeed, he would die.

And she had, surprisingly, indisputably not wanted him dead.

Christ had originally wanted to rub Kiki's body ingratiatingly tonight, taking advantage of the opportunity to enhance their relationship.

But after seeing the bruises near her waist, he really had no shame in taking advantage of her.

He felt that for someone like him to touch her more than once would be a sacrilege to her.

So then, instead of shamelessly insisting on giving her a bath, he had the female caregiver come over and wipe her body.

Christ had wanted to stay in the ward to keep watch over Kiki, but Dave reported that he had news of FDaphne and, moreover, had discovered his whereabouts.

He left Kiki in Freya's care and took an early morning flight to personally go abroad to uncover FDaphne and then make him disappear completely.

Kiki especially hated the smell of hospital sterile water.

So many, many times, when she was in prison, on the verge of dying and being freed forever, she would smell the sterile hospital water, and then, it was back to that hell on earth, where life was worse than death.

Worried about her health, Freya wouldn't let her leave the hospital and forced her to stay for a week.

A week later, Kiki did not want to stay in the hospital, so Freya had no choice but to give her a follow-up discharge.

After being discharged from the hospital, Kiki still went back to work.

It was true that she had had unbeautiful memories in the year, but if those people wanted to get her into trouble would not be able to let her go, no matter where she hid.

So, there was no need for her to hide at all.

Kiki's hands were smeared with the ointment that Freya had brought her. Her ointment, which really worked, healed the wounds particularly quickly.

Moreover, Freya was proud to tell her that if she applied it for a few more days, the wound on her hand would not leave a scar!

Kiki was happy that she didn't have to leave a lot of unsightly scars on her hands, but she was missing finger, and even if there were no other scars on her hands, her left hand would not look good.

The gauze on Kiki's hand had been removed, and when she saw the bruises on her hand, Dara was so distressed that she shed tears.

She blamed herself over and over again, saying that it was her fault and that she wouldn't have been hurt like this if she hadn't tried to save her.

Kiki was not good at comforting people, she just carefully wiped away the tear marks on Dara's face.

She was very clear in her mind, Quinn and the others were deliberately looking for her displeasure, the person they wanted to torment was always her. What did it have to do with Dara!

Kiki sang on stage tonight and was worried that Quinn and the others would come after her again, but until the end of the day, they didn't show up, so it was a rare quiet night.

The working hours of the staff in the bar are from 5pm to 5am. Kiki was different from the others, she only needed to sing three or five songs a night over there.

When Kiki left the bar, it was close to the early hours of the morning, and at this time of day, it was easy to get a taxi outside of the bar.

She was standing at a side junction, trying to get a taxi home, but a middle-aged man, drunk as he was, rushed out of the way and dragged her a few steps towards a side alley, before pinning her against the wall.

"Kiki? I've had my eye on you for a long time, come on, I'll pay you, keep me company tonight!"

With that, the man pulled out a large pile of money from his wallet and shoved it at her.

Kiki only sang, did not accompany the drinks, and even more so, she naturally could not let him have his way. She wanted to ruthlessly smash the money he shoved into her face, but he held her hands down, she could only speak to him in a cold voice, "Let go!"

"Let go? Everyone knows that you are a slut, you can get laid when you pay! I've given you the money, why should I let go!"

With that, the man began to pull her clothes off her body, and his lips, mixed with the smell of alcohol and fishy odour, pressed closer to her face.

Kiki's face turned pale, her hamstring was badly damaged and she couldn't use her strength with both hands, plus the injury on her palm hadn't completely healed yet, she couldn't push this drunken man under his brute strength!