Chapter 485: 173: Rachel Barton’s desperation, Huali takes action!
Rachel is very afraid now.

She had never experienced anything like this before.

Panic and helplessness swept through her, causing her hand holding the vase to tremble.

Zachary took off his suit and threw it casually on the bed.

Seeing this, Rachel became even more frightened.

She must protect herself.

She must!

At this moment, how Rachel wished that Viola Thompson would descend from the sky.

Unfortunately.

It wouldn’t happen.

Zachary looked at Rachel, “Geraldine, we are married now, and you are my wife. We are family. I know you despise me, but rest assured, I will make sure you have a good life. I’ll make all the women in the village jealous!”

“Get out!”

Zachary sighed, and then said, “Geraldine, stop thinking about these things. We are husband and wife now. This room is yours, and it’s also mine! I’m not leaving! Tonight, I will make you my woman!”

In the end, there was a determined light in Zachary’s eyes.

Rachel swallowed hard, fear spreading through her entire body. She looked at Zachary with red eyes and pleaded, “Big brother Zachary, as long as you let me go, I will repay you!”

“Let you go? Impossible!” These words completely enraged Zachary, “Rachel! You are my woman now! I want you to have my child!”

“No!” Rachel held the vase tightly in her hand.

She didn’t want to have Zachary’s child.

She wanted to go to school.

She still had dreams unfulfilled.

Rachel’s face was almost covered in tears.

Zachary took off his tie and limped towards Rachel, “Geraldine, don’t worry, I’ll be good to you in the future, only good to you.”

As Zachary approached, the fear in Rachel’s eyes intensified. She slowly backed away until her back was pressed against a hard wall.

No more room to retreat!

Zachary was about to come over when Rachel, in a moment of desperation, smashed the vase in her hand.

Bang!

The sudden action startled Zachary. Before he could react, Rachel grabbed a shard and held it to her throat, “Don’t come any closer! If you do, I’ll die right in front of you!”

Rachel really didn’t want to live anymore. She applied force, and the sharp shard pierced her white neck skin.

Bright red blood flowed from her neck.

At this scene, Zachary sobered up, “No! No! I won’t come over, I won’t come over!”

Rachel sighed in relief, “Then leave! Leave now!”

“Okay!” Zachary nodded, “I’m leaving! I’m leaving now!”

At this moment, the door was pushed open from outside.

Dalton Tavas entered.

“What’s going on?”

Zachary pointed at Rachel, “Mom, she…”

Dalton looked at Rachel, who was hiding in the corner, and instantly understood what was going on.

Dalton frowned, walked over to Rachel, and snatched the shard from her hand before she could react. Then, grabbing Rachel’s hair, she slapped her across the face.

Slap.

A crisp, resounding smack.

“You bitch! Threatening people with suicide, huh? You think you can threaten others? You’re just like your parents, giving birth to trash!” Dalton angrily grabbed Rachel’s hair, cursing her while slamming her head against the wall, “Go die! Go die!”

Bang, bang, bang.

Over and over again.

Rachel was in so much pain that she could barely breathe, and her vision was filled with stars.

Dalton continued to curse, “Bitch! Little bitch…”

The harsh words were even more unbearable than death to Rachel.

Rachel had experienced a lot of darkness.

But she had never experienced such desperate darkness.

No one knew how much regret she had.

Seeing his mother treating Rachel like this, Zachary frowned slightly, feeling somewhat sympathetic, “Mom…”

“Your mother is disciplining this bitch for you! You stay out of it!” Dalton turned to look at Zachary, and then continued, “She wants to die, doesn’t she? I’ll help her!”

This kind of bitch, if not properly disciplined, would keep threatening people with death.

Dalton would not indulge her.

After slamming Rachel’s head against the wall many times, until blood seeped from her forehead, Dalton finally stopped.

She knew that such minor injuries wouldn’t kill her, so she naturally wouldn’t dress Rachel’s wounds.

Dalton tightly held Rachel’s hair and looked at Zachary, “Conn, come over.”