Wrong Marriage and Sweet Love

The person lying on the ground turned out to be Georgia, who was missing from the detention center!

That prison guard Georgia, who was instructed by someone to whip her in the detention center, was now taken to such a place. By all accounts, Georgia had been missing for three days, and it was just right she would look the way she was now.

Why was this?

Wasn’t Georgia one of them?

Joyce shook her head, feeling puzzled and confused, and she found it difficult for her to put all the pieces together. If Georgia was indeed not one of them, then why was Georgia here? Now that she was brought here and tortured, apparently, they wanted her dead but why?

Unless …

Joyce suddenly thought of a possibility, and instantly felt a chill down her spine.

Unless, of course, their intention was to make everyone believe it was Georgia behind everything. They wanted to kill her and then frame Georgia. They wanted everyone to believe that it was Georgia who had kidnapped her for her own revenge, and finally, Georgia and she just died together.

At this moment, Joyce finally understood why they did not kill her immediately. It was because they did not want to be traced by the police. So they needed to set up a trap, and then find a scapegoat, and for this time, it was just Georgia.

She must not sit and wait for death but save themselves.

Joyce hurried up with her hand, and after a long time, her hands got sore and numb again, but she never gave up.

Suddenly, she felt the rope on her wrists loosen and her heart rejoiced, it worked! She hurriedly wrenched her hands free.

The original slender white fingers, now with several shocking bloody cuts, had been numbed by the pain. But she could not care less and hurried to untie the rope on their feet. The good thing was that it was much easier, and the rope was soon untied.

Finally, she tore off the tape that had been applied to her mouth.NôvelDrama.Org is the owner.

She took a deep breath and felt her breathing much smoother. She stretched again and felt much of her vitality returning.

At this point, Georgia seemed to have fainted again.

Joyce stood up and tiptoed around the dilapidated house, searching.

She found an iron fire poker and half a bottle of discarded mineral water, which perhaps had been discarded by the two outside the door earlier.

She returned to Georgia, hid the iron fire poker under the straw pile, opened the mineral water bottle, and then, holding Georgia’s chin in one hand, she fed Georgia water.

The cool water slid down her throat, giving Georgia’s drowsy mind a sense of clarity. She was hungry and thirsty as if she had been left in the desert for a long time and finally found water, she desperately gulped down the remaining water and then took a long breath of relief.

After Joyce fed Georgia the water, she discarded the mineral water bottle to the side.

She didn’t untie Georgia because she wasn’t sure why Georgia was here and if she would be a threat to her.

After a while, Georgia opened her eyes, her vision blurred at first but finally saw the person in front of her… She hissed, “It’s you …”

“It’s me. Why are you here?” Joyce asked in a cold voice, “Who sent you the last time? And who took you here?”

Georgia shook her head with difficulty; she hadn’t eaten in three days and was weak.