." Adam approached the glass, his e

aking her cling tightly to the glass door, as if trying to breathe in the fresh air outside. "Let

er gaze, all she saw were Adam's cold, beast

essantly. "Don't...I promise you, I won't run away again,

she collapsed to the ground

ow outside the glass door was still so clear, like a

f vision, she passed out completely, tears

se she was worried about the

d happen to them? They

ss, sitting up in bed, her eyes full of fear,

she

t took her a few seconds to realize that

ords, she

her out of th

ouched her face, and then, in a p

latter. But this time when she was locked in the steam room and roasted alive, she really felt that Adam was going to kill her. And the only reason he spared her was because she said she wouldn't run away again. It was too terrifying... Alice ran back to her bedroom, looking for her passport and ID, only to find that they were not there. She was so anxious that tears streamed down her face, but there was nothing she could do. She knew that her passport and ID were with Adam, and he wouldn't g

ese precautions, she retrieved her phone from inside her clothes and turned it on. She quickly connected with Aunt Charlotte, whose worried face appeared on the screen. "Alice..." she said. "Mom!" Alice's three children chimed in before she could say anything.Their heads crowded the screen, their big beautiful eyes shining brightly. As she looked at their innocent faces, Alice's eye

on with a loud voice and a big temper,

s silent and mature, looked disappointed

extremely

to ease the impendi

t a strong smile. "Mom still has some things to deal

ll it take?"

"It shouldn't take too long, but Mom promises you that during this period, I will mak

soon as possible, okay?" Alice felt extremely un

" Isaac was

eo calls every day, so she could only s

ooked disappointed, wit

ry much..." Alice held

her children, giving them a sense of security. The heartache

How could Adam allow the woman he despises to give birth to his flesh and blood...In the video, she talks to the children and watches them eat lunch. The two-year-old child has already learned to feed himself. His chubby little hands hold the spoon and feed himself mouthfuls of food, melting and healing Alice in front of the camera. Yesterday's scare has dissipated somewhat. Just as she was lovi