Chapter 91 Tear Up Her Hope With Her Own Two Hands

A hand suddenly grabbed her chin and raised it forcefully, making her look up. His beautiful chiseled features were right in front of her eyes! Sean's frosty gaze was fixed intently on her face. "The hospital, or the bank? Jane Dunn, I'll give you a chance to decide." His face was so close to her that she could see the fuzz on his skin. There was determination and stubbornness in her eyes. "I want to go to the bank," she said, a word at a time, without any intention of bending to him. "You're already missing one kidney, yet you have the guts to drink?" The man reminded her in his icy voice. "Do you want to die?" "I want to go to the bank!" "Even if it means you might die?" She looked at the man in front of her without blinking before opening her mouth and saying calmly, "That's right." It was not her first time risking her life, and besides, it was just two gulps of whiskey. However, she raised her hands from her side and gripped the collar of his coat tightly without even knowin