You Are Mine (English) Chapter 233: Be Clever And Drink This

Hicks sent the ssage, but the panic in her heart did not ease. She didn’t know whose number Eddie had given her. Nor did she know if it could help. But at least it was a chance. Hicks no sooner hit the send button, and it was only a few seconds later, her phone rang, but it wasn’t muted!

Hicks almost threw the phone away out of impulse, and her brain flashed with a thought—it was over. Sure enough, the two n outside also heard the sound of the phone. They imdiately realized what Hicks was doing, and they knew they were played.

The two bodyguards kicked the door open. They saw Hicks holding the phone, and their faces were filled with rage.

"Tie her up!"

After Hicks left, the bodyguard Peter ca over and stared at Eddie. He couldn’t keep his eyes off her, he looked her up and down.

"Be clever and drink this, don’t make force you. Do it on your own. Or we will pour it down your throat. We are not as kind as Mr. Boyle, so don’t bla us if it hurts!"

Peter stared at her brazenly and intently. His liquor-breath lingered on her face. Eddie turned her head and glanced at the bottles on the table. Each bottle shows that it had been opened. According to Tyron’s style, there must be so kind of drug inside. Eddie had no other choice, and she had to drink it.

"I will drink it by myself. You don’t have to do it for ."

Then Eddie slowly walks over to the table, but Peter was impatient, and he violently pushes her. She staggers to the side and almost falls down.

"Hurry up, Mr. Boyle doesn’t have any ti to spare!"

Tyron leisurely walks over, swaying from side to side. In a low and evil voice, he says, "Peter, don’t be so fierce. It’s not good if you scare our little beauty."

Tryon had no intentions of stopping it, and he was getting enjoynt in watching Eddie tremble. Eddie’s lips beca tightly closed, and she did not speak. She picked up the bottle and started to pour a glass of wine. Her hands began to shake as she was trembling so violently so of the wine was spilled.

Peter was more impatient and didn’t want to wait any longer. He grabbed the bottle from her hand and poured her a glass of whiskey. He shoved it in front of her and shouted, "Drink!"

Eddie looked at the glass of liquor, and her hands clenched into fists. Her mind was a ss, and she was in a state of confusion. Countless thoughts flashed into Eddie’s mind, "What should she do? She can’t drink wine. She didn’t know what was put in it. If she drank it, lost her consciousness, she would definitely be violated by this freak. Even if Stuart arrived, would it be too late?"

Eddie stepped back and wanted to run, but Peter grabbed her arm, turning her around to face him. He grabbed her shoulder and pushed her forward, "There is no escaping, don’t try to run! Hurry up!"

Eddie stood frozen as she anticipated what he would do next. She wanted to struggle but felt Peter’s hands on her shoulders. They were as powerful as iron, and there was no getting away.

Eddie looked frantically around the room for a way to escape. Seeing the bodyguards, she made up her mind. She reaches over and pushes all the liquor on the floor. The glass bottles hit the ground and were shattered into pieces. The wine covered the floor, and the whole room was filled with an intoxicating sll of liquor.

Tyron’s smile disappeared and was replaced by a cold stare, "Is that how you work, Peter?"

Tyron blad Peter, Eddie was horror-stricken and began slowly to back away. Tyron’s eyes flashed with a fierce light. His gaze was held by a dreadful state of baleful eyes. Angrily twitching his brows and raising his hoarse voice, "Catch her and do not let her go!"

After Tyron’s command, the two bodyguards imdiately moved forward and grabbed Eddie. Each one is hanging on to her arm. Horrified, Eddie knew there was no way to struggle now.

"Go get more wine now!"

Peter quickly went and got the wine. He knew that Eddie couldn’t get away, so before he went into the room, he removed the lid and entered with the bottle open. This ti, Peter did not use a cup. He held Eddie’s chin, lifted the bottle to her mouth, and poured it in. The fiery liquor burnt its way down her throat.

Eddie stood there, trembling and afraid. Drinking such a large amount of wine even if there aren’t any drugs in will definitely harm her. After having two mouthfuls of wine, she used great force and bit Peter’s finger. Screaming in pain, Peter threw the bottle, "Fuck you, bitch! You just bit ."

Peter was humiliated, and inexplicable anger at Eddie surged through him. He brutally slapped her face.

From drinking the wine and the slap on the face, Eddie’s head suddenly starts to feel dizzy and disoriented.

Eddie coughed constantly, and tears were trickling down her cheeks. The wine was so strong that a burning sensation began in her throat, and she thought she was going to vomit. Peter was feeling anxious and angry and thought, "Boyle is watching it all. I will definitely be punished for wasting more wine."

Peter wanted to slap Eddie again, he raised his hand and then suddenly a group of n dressed in black suits kicked in the door. The bodyguards in the room were thrown against the wall. Tyron swiftly stood up.

He looked at the n that were surrounding him and realized he was outnumbered. Tyron had too many enemies, and he didn’t know which one of them found him. He looked at Eddie then at the n and shook his head. Tyron didn’t care about Eddie anymore. He quickly snuck into the bathroom and escaped through the window.

After the bodyguards let go of Eddie, she fell to the ground. She didn’t know who ca into the room; all she could do was hang onto her throat. She coughed and gagged, trying to get rid of the wine. The wine had a spicy taste, and she grasped at her throat, gagged and moaned.

Tears were flowing down Eddie’s cheeks, and then suddenly she felt a warm embrace, "You always make worry, aren’t you?"

The familiar voice ca from above, and even the words of bla could not conceal the concern. Eddie’s whole body was trembling as she looked up at him in disbelief. His face was close, so handso and proud. His eyes were dark and filled with worry.

For a mont, he rely gazed into her eyes, and then he drew a sigh of relief. It was from Stuart. Eddie didn’t know how much longer she could resist, and she thought this ti there was no way he could save her. Yet again, he arrives and saves her.

Eddie shed tears out of pain and happiness, knowing she survived.

"Stuart, you’re here. You saved again!"

Holding Eddie in his arms, Stuart held her close. He could feel her whole body trembling, and his shirt was wet from her tears. His heart ached with pain. There was an intense look of hatred in Stuart’s eyes, and his eyes instantly grew dim. He ruthlessly glanced at the n in the room, making them shudder.

"Deal with them. Don’t let anyone go."

The icy voice had no emotion, word by word, like Satan from hell.