Chapter 162: His Laughter is Absolutely Bloody

"Anna Jadwin!" Wayne Bailey's murderous gaze bore into her, fingers tight around her hair, as if he wanted to strangle her.

Anna Jadwin winced in pain, opening her eyes, and couldn't help but yawn...

"I loathe seeing you... what are you doing in my dreams!" Anna Jadwin threw a punch at his face, "Get away from me..."

Wayne Bailey's face darkened. The punch was soft and painless, but it pounded like a hammer in his heart, making him wish he could toss her out of the window.

She had played her part so well that he had been deceived.

He tugged at her brutally, hurting her, coldly suggesting with a sinister smile: "Soon I'll let you know whether this is a nightmare or reality!"

Anna Jadwin held her head: "Let go of me, it hurts!"

How could she know pain, this heartless woman...

Each minute, every second of this hour, he was tormented, waiting for her to beg him to send Evelyn Ellis away, to stop him.

Instead, she was sound asleep at the end of the bed, in her own sweet dreams!