Bleeding Love

Chapter 6 Price of Tit for Tat

Spencer would keep his words. As he promised Rosalie, he told someone to come in the next moment,

“Lock her up, and then... gather three men."

Rosalie added, “Three beggars, she did that to me. It should be the same to her, and..."

As she spoke, her eyes were twisted and wild, and her passionate voice was full of hatred. "I want her

to get pregnant and have a miscarriage."

Aleena subconsciously covered her abdomen. She was now pregnant. If it was known, what would

Rosalie do to her?

Would she pluck out her child alive?

"No...” she wanted to run.

But the two servants moved faster and seized Aleena's arms and, with a rude force, held her back by

the arm and pushed her back to the ground.

Aleena failed to break free and plead for mercy, "Spencer, you have already aborted my two children.

Can't you just let me go?"

Spencer stared at her darkly, moved his eyes away and said in a cold voice. "Take her away."

The two servants picked up Aleena and immediately dragged her out.

Aleena was desperate. Her eyes got red and she screamed bitterly, “Spencer, you can't do this to me! I

did not do anything! Spencer!"

But the man behind was in cold silence.

Aleena was thrown into a guest room, and then the door clanged shut.

“Let me out!” Aleena clapped the door crazily, "Spencer, let me out!"

The door was s closed, and no one answered, let alone opened the door for her.

She had been shouting for half an hour, and gradually she lost her strength and voice. She leaned

against the door and curled up her body.

A long time later, outside the door finally sounded messy footsteps.

Aleena picked herself up and clapped the door and shouted, "Spencer, please let me out..."

Even now, she still held hope for him.

The door was soon opened.

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Aleena’s face turned pale and she retreated.

Spencer was standing behind the beggars, staring at her coldly. On the wheelchair beside him, it was

Rosalie.

After a few seconds of silence, Spencer spoke softly. "Do it."

As his words fell, three male beggars came to her.

Aleena retreated in a panic to escape, but the room was so small that one of them threw her on the

floor, hitting her abdomen and making her scream in a low voice with pain.

Behind her came a dirty body. the stink of which made her sickening.

"Don't..." She struggled, kicked the man away, and in her panic, made a dash for the door.

Spencer looked at her coldly from the doorway.

"Spencer..." she came to his feet, pleading, "Spencer, we are married. Do you really want anyone else

to touch me?"

Spencer looked at her with dim and dark eyes.

"Spencer..." Rosalie said, "If you are soft-hearted, then forget it. I have already been like this anyway, it

doesn't matter if I suffer some grievance."

Spencer raised his hand and intimately rubbed Rosalie's hair. His eyes were full of pity. And then he

stared at Aleena coldly.

“Aleena, don't you want a divorce? After today and get your wild child aborted, I'll agree to a divorce

and let you go with Travis."

Aleena looked at him in shock.

Spencer slightly bent over and got closer to her, “As long as you suffer the consequence of the

mistakes you have done, Rosalie and I will let you go."

"You're crazy..." Aleena shook her head and cried out in a broken voice, "Spencer, are you crazy or

blind! Can't you really see the truth?"