Chapter 697

Perla flew into a rage. When she mentioned the pain her parents had suffered innocently, she felt wronged and her eyes were bloodshot. The man walked up and down in front of her. His tall figure was pulled down by the incandescent lamp, like a devil shrouding Perla at night. He took out a Swiss Army knife from his pocket and pressed a button. The sharp blade popped out, shining with cold light in the light. He walked up to Perla and gently brushed the dagger across her face. "If I kill you now, no one will know those things, right?" "Pardee, you are a devil. Why did you do that? Isn't it enough to torture me?" Perla looked at him with tears in her eyes and sobbed, "why? Why did I fall in love with you? Pardee, you said you loved me. Is this your so-called love?" The most regretful thing in her life was that she knew Pardee and fell in love with Pardee uncontrollably. Pardee's hand holding the dagger paused, and his face was a little gloomy. He slightly bent one knee and half squ