Chapter 3 288 Vouchers Chapter 3 "But still, those kicks they gave Jessica knocked her out for days. That really annoyed me. They deserve to be pun- ished, so I made them kneel and kowtow a few times." Jessica felt like falling into an icy abyss All the strength drained from her body, and she stumbled unsteadily. She clung tightly to the wall to keep from collapsing to the floor. Gasping for air, she still couldn't ease the tearing agony in her chest. Those kicks Sean mentioned? For Jessica, it was torture worse than death. She'd never forget that night. Those men dragged her away, covered her head, and fearing obvious wounds, repeatedly beat her thighs and lower back with steel rods. In the ER, Jessica heard the doctor declare her thigh shattered, abdomen pierced by thin wires, organs ruptured. Those wounds bled raw! Had help arrived later, they'd have beaten her to death. Voices continued in the ward. Tiffany sniffled, wiping tears. "After you left, everyone bullied me." "Now even my friends suffer because of me." "Sean, you liar!" "If you hadn't discovered who I am, would you never have recognized me? Would you have never risked your life to save me and even chased me away for Jessica?" Sean chuckled, pulling her close. "Princess, I was wrong." Tiffany's tears stopped. "Then punish yourself!" His gaze burned. "How, Princess?" She lifted a tear-streaked finger. "lick the tears off my finger." Sean's voice softened. "Your wish is my command." Jessica couldn't bear it. She tried to flee. Twisting around, she saw Sean kneeling, tongue meticulously cleaning tears from Tiffany's fingers-even between them. 0.0 % 08:09 Chapter 3 When finished, he rose slowly, licking tears off her cheeks. Soon, their lips met -lost in passion, kissing fiercely. Jessica spotted the rosary on Tiffany's wrist-identical to the one Sean just gave her. Wishes at the Cathedral required sincerity: three kneelings, nine prostrations. And only one wish per person. Did Sean get it for her... or for Tiffany? Watching them entwined, Jessica shattered inside. A sob caught in her raw throat. Sean, is this your "only ever loved you"? Jessica retreated, fearing she'd vomit. Back in her ward, she sat numb for hours. Sean returned near midnight. 288 iVouchers He tiptoed to her bed, watching her "sleep," throat bobbing. "Sweetheart," he whispered, "you owe me a kiss. I'll col- lect." Leaning down, he almost touched her lips- Jessica turned abruptly, hand covering her face, back to him. The tears she'd been holding back slid down in an instant, soaking the pillow. Her hidden fist clenched beneath the sheets. He actually wanted to kiss her with the lips that just touched Tiffany's... Honestly, disgusting. A helpless sigh whispered in her ear. "Darling, I've waited so long for this kiss. Won't you let me quench my thirst even while sleeping?" 57.4 % 08:09 Discover our latest featured short drama reel. Watch now and enjoy the story!