The sound of the chainsaw resurfaced, this time in Wang Fan's hands.

I felt despair, why don't the bad guys get the punishment they deserve?

Wang Fan brought a rope, tied my hands and feet, gagged me, and carried me into the bathtub.

Cold water gently flowed out from the faucet, spreading slowly beneath me.

He said, "Watch yourself sink into death bit by bit."

I knew that as the water rose, when it covered my nose and mouth, I would be dead.

Yet Wang Fan would still be alive, with countless excuses to absolve himself, shifting all blame onto me and Lu Ya.

Perhaps he could still marry and have children, who would be the next victim?